I look upon Lunnun as the finest sight in nature, Captain Cuffe, after all I have seen in many cruises!" "I don't know, Mr.Strand.In the way of coast, one may very well be satisfied with this.

Yonder town, now, is called Amalfi; it was once a place of great commerce, they say." "Of commerce, sir!--why, it's nothing but a bit of a village, or, at most, of a borough built in a hollow.

No haven, no docks, no comfortable place even for setting up the frame of a ship on the beach.
The commerce of such a town must have been mainly carried on by means of mules and jackasses, as one reads of in the trade of the Bible." "Carried on as it might be, trade it once had.

There does not seem to be any hiding-place along this shore for a lugger like the Folly, after all, Strand." The boatswain smiled, with a knowing look, while, at the same time, the expression of his countenance was like that of a man who did not choose to let others into all his secrets.
"The Folly is a craft we are not likely to see again, Captain Cuffe," he then answered, if it were only out of respect to his superior.
"Why so?
The Proserpine generally takes a good look at everything she chases." "Aye, aye, sir; that may be true, as a rule, but I never knew a craft found after a third look for her.

Everything seems to go by thirds in this world, sir; and I always look upon a third chase as final.