Now I can't allow this.

Mr.
Tarbill is a guest of mine, and I will not have his comfort interfered with.

He is taking a voyage for his health, and I don't want him annoyed." "I'm sorry," began Bob, always ready to repent, though usually it did not last long.
"Then don't do it again." "I'll not, sir.

I didn't think he'd believe me." "He knows very little about the ocean.

In fact, there are some things you don't know, and, if they wanted to, some of the old sailors could spin you yarns that would make your hair stand up." "I wish they would then," said Bob.