He smiled to his father, and, coming out on the deck, walked up to a sailor, who sat on the floor, untwisting a piece of rope and making a swab.
"We have a new pilot here," announced Foma.
"I know.

Good health to you, Foma Ignatich! How did you sleep ?" "And a new machinist, too." "And a new machinist.

Are you sorry for Petrovich ?" "Really?
And he was so good to you." "Well, why did he abuse my father ?" "Oh?
Did he abuse him ?" "Of course he did.

I heard it myself." "Mm--and your father heard it, too ?" "No, I told him." "You--so"-- drawled the sailor and became silent, taking up his work again.
"And papa says to me: 'You,' he says, 'you are master here--you can drive them all away if you wish.'" "So," said the sailor, gloomily looking at the boy, who was so enthusiastically boasting to him of his supreme power.

From that day on Foma noticed that the crew did not regard him as before.