But he can't do what I can.

Let me act for you, Mr.
Jeorling." "Is it so difficult a matter to arrange, boatswain, and is there not a cabin on board the _Halbrane_?
The smallest would do for me, and I will pay--" "All right, Mr.Jeorling! There is a cabin, which has never been used, and since you don't mind putting your hand in your pocket if required--however--between ourselves--it will take somebody sharper than you think, and who isn't good old Atkins, to induce Captain Len Guy to take a passenger.

Yes, indeed, it will take all the smartness of the good fellow who now drinks to your health, regretting that you don't return the compliment!" What a wink it was that accompanied this sentiment! And then the man took a short black pipe out of the pocket of his jacket, and smoked like a steamer in full blast.
"Mr.Hurliguerly ?" said I.
"Mr.Jeorling." "Why does your captain object to taking me on his ship ?" "Because he does not intend to take anybody on board his ship.

He never has taken a passenger." "But, for what reason, I ask you." "Oh! because he wants to go where he likes, to turn about if he pleases and go the other way without accounting for his motives to anybody.

He never leaves these southern seas, Mr.Jeorling; we have been going these many years between Australia on the east and America on the west; from Hobart Town to the Kerguelens, to Tristan d'Acunha, to the Falklands, only taking time anywhere to sell our cargo, and sometimes dipping down into the Antarctic Sea.