I never thought of his name bein' drawn when I said I'd accept the job." "You lie!" "WHAT?
Why, you little sawed-off, dried-up, sassy son of a sea cook! I'll--" Winslow's lanky form was interposed between the pair; and his slow, gentle drawl made itself heard.
"I'm sorry to interrupt the experience meetin'," he said, "but I'VE got a call to testify and I feel the spirit aworkin'.

Set down again, Sam, will you please.

Phineas, you set down over there.
Please set down, both of you.

Sam, as a favor to me--" But the captain was not in a favor-extending mood.

He glowered at his adversary and remained standing.
"Phin--" begged Winslow.