It was only one of what Prim called his "jokes:" he was the last man in the world to wish any such punishment.
Moreover, she knew her father much better than the Honorable Prim knew his daughter, and whenever she had a favor to ask was invariably careful not to let his little tea-kettle boil over.
"Only a short time ago, father, you got a berth as supercargo on one of my grandfather's ships for Mark Gilbert.

Can't you do it for Harry ?" "But, Kate, that was quite a different thing.

Mark's father came to me and asked it as a special favor." His assumed authority at the shipping office rarely extended to the appointing of officers--not when the younger partners objected.
"Well, Harry's father won't come to you, nor will Harry; and it isn't a different thing.

It's exactly the same thing so far as you are concerned, and there is a greater reason for Harry, for he is alone in the world and he is not used to hard work of any kind, and it is cruel to make a common sailor of him." "Why, I thought Temple was fathering him." "So Uncle George has, and would always look after him, but Harry is too brave and manly to live upon him any longer, now that Uncle George has lost most of his money.

Will you see Mr.Pendergast, or shall I go down to the office ?" Prim mused for a moment.