Sam, how is Barzilla Small's boy, Lute, gettin' along in Gus Howes' job at the bank ?" Captain Sam snorted disgust.
"Gettin' along!" he repeated.

"He's gettin' along the way a squid swims, and that's backwards.

And, if you asked me, I'd say the longer he stayed the further back he'd get." "Sho! then he did turn out to be a leak instead of an able seaman, eh ?" "A leak! Gracious king! He's like a torpedo blow-up under the engine-room.

The bank'll sink if he stays aboard another month, I do believe.

And yet," he added, with a shake of the head, "I don't see but he'll have to stay; there ain't another available candidate for the job in sight.