Eh, wha-at ?" "I'm--I'm ever so grateful," Harvey stammered, and his unfortunate hand stole to his pocket once more, but he remembered that he had no money to offer.

When he knew Manuel better the mere thought of the mistake he might have made would cover him with hot, uneasy blushes in his bunk.
"There is no to be thankful for to me!" said Manuel.

"How shall I leave you dreeft, dreeft all around the Banks?
Now you are a fisherman eh, wha-at?
Ouh! Auh!" He bent backward and forward stiffly from the hips to get the kinks out of himself.
"I have not cleaned boat to-day.

Too busy.

They struck on queek.