I've got to do something, and believe I can trust you.

You are a square English seaman, probably the only one aboard I can repose confidence in.

I don't blame you for sticking, for I suppose likely I'd do the same if I was in your case.

But I ain't--it's not my life I'm thinking about, but that of a woman." He stared at me across the narrow space separating our bunks, the shadows from the swinging lantern giving his features a strange expression.
"A woman! Hell, lad; not the one brought aboard last night ?" "Exactly; now listen--I'm going to tell you my story, and ask your help.

Do you know what Estada went after in the long-boat ?" "Well, there's been plenty o' talk.