"Hattie an' ma.

Next Sunday you'll be hirin' a boy to throw water on the windows to make ye go to sleep.

'Guess you'll keep with us till your folks come.
Do you know the best of gettin' ashore again ?" "Hot bath' ?" said Harvey.

His eyebrows were all white with dried spray.
"That's good, but a night-shirt's better.

I've been dreamin' o' night-shirts ever since we bent our mainsail.