He comes in, all sail set, and steers straight for the berth he has chosen.

And there are always half a dozen men in half a dozen small boats who go out to meet him.

They stand up and wave their arms, and point this way and that.

They ask a hundred questions, and with their hands round their faces, shout their advice.

And in answer to one and the other the Captain looks over the side and says, 'You be damned.' That will be the way to deal with some of your friends and all your enemies alike, Barebone, if you mean to get on in France.