Here's your rifle, Captain, and six reload clips of cartridges, five hollow-nosed bullets in each.
You'll never want more than that, and it's no use carrying extra weight.
In your right-hand pocket, Captain, don't forget.

I've the same in mine.
Doctor, here's a pile for you; laid upon that stone.

If you lie there, you'll have a good light and rest for your elbow, and at this range ought to make very pretty shooting, even in the moonlight.

Best keep your pistol on the safe, Captain; at least, I'm doing so, as we might get a fall, and these new-fangled weapons are very hair-triggered.
Here's Japhet ready, too, so give us your marching orders, sir, and we will go to business; the Doctor will translate to Japhet." "We descend the ladder," said Orme, "and advance about fifty paces into the shadow, where we can see without being seen; where also, according to Shadrach, the food-basket is let down.

There we shall stand and await the arrival of this basket.