We are past it all, however, and here is the land, trending away to the southward like a man in a consumption, fairly under our lee.

A dozen Raoul Yvards wouldn't lead me into such a d--d scrape again!" "The danger that is over is no longer a danger at all, sir," answered Griffin, laughing.

"Don't you think, Captain Cuffe, we might ease her about half a point?
that would be just her play; and the lugger keeps off a little, I rather suspect, to ease her mainmast.

I'm certain I saw chips fly from it when we dosed her with those two-and-twenty pills." "Perhaps you're right, Griffin.

Ease her with the helm a little, Mr.
Yelverton.