It must have been a seal." "Yes, it might have been a seal," Ruthven said.

"What did he do ?" "Well he just took a look at me, gents, winked with one eye, as much as to say, 'I see you,' and went down again.

There warn't nothing else as he could do, was there ?" "It was the best thing he could do anyhow," Ruthven said.
"Well, gents, I lived there for about three weeks, and then a ship comes along, homeward bound, and I goes out and hails her.

At first they thought as I was a native as had learned to speak English, and it wasn't till they'd boiled me for three hours in the ship's copper as they got at the color of my skin, and could believe as I was English.

So I came back here and found the old woman still alive, and took to fishing again; but it was weeks and weeks before I could get her or any one else to believe as I was Jack Perkins.