But it was impossible.

Men were chuckling and endeavoring to suppress their mirth, and nearly all the women were red in the face from holding in their laughter.
"Guess you'd better sit down, dominie," advised the captain.
"If I do, I'll stick faster than before." "Well, if you do I'll put my feet on the rounds of the chair and hold it down while you get up.

Maybe you can pull loose." "I'm afraid," said Rev.Mr.Blackton.
"Afraid of what ?" "I might tear my trousers, and," he added in a whisper to the captain, "they're the best pair I have." "Might as well be killed for a sheep as a goat," replied the mariner.

"They're spoiled anyhow, by this glue.

Better try to pull loose.