I suppose when I first signed with you that I was as ignorant and awkward a land lubber as you ever saw.

But your patient teaching has made me a real sailor.

Release me now, and I think that in a few hours I will be fit to go to work again." "Cut the lashings, Miguel," said the captain.
Miguel's sharp knife quickly severed them, and Robert sat up in the bunk.

When the blood began to flow freely in the veins, cut off hitherto, he felt stinging pains at first, but presently heavenly relief came.

The captain and Miguel stood looking at him.
"Peter," said the captain, "you were always a lad of spirit, and I'm glad to get you back, particularly as we have such a long voyage ahead of us.