He read well, but not profitably for me, because he constantly injected commands into the text.

That broke it all up, mixed it all up, tangled it all up--to that degree, in fact, that if we were in a risky and difficult piece of river an ignorant person couldn't have told, sometimes, which observations were Shakespeare's and which were Ealer's.

For instance: What man dare, _I_ dare! Approach thou _what_ are you laying in the leads for?
what a hell of an idea! like the rugged ease her off a little, ease her off! rugged Russian bear, the armed rhinoceros or the _there_ she goes! meet her, meet her! didn't you _know_ she'd smell the reef if you crowded it like that?
Hyrcan tiger; take any shape but that and my firm nerves she'll be in the _woods_ the first you know! stop the starboard! come ahead strong on the larboard! back the starboard!.

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