Been knocked overboard, that man,' said the Captain, 'twice, and none the worse for it.

Was beat in his apprenticeship, for three weeks (off and on), about the head with a ring-bolt.

And yet a clearer-minded man don't walk.' Despite of his respect for Captain Cuttle, Walter could not help inwardly rejoicing at the absence of this sage, and devoutly hoping that his limpid intellect might not be brought to bear on his difficulties until they were quite settled.
'If you was to take and show that man the buoy at the Nore,' said Captain Cuttle in the same tone, 'and ask him his opinion of it, Wal'r, he'd give you an opinion that was no more like that buoy than your Uncle's buttons are.

There ain't a man that walks--certainly not on two legs--that can come near him.

Not near him!' 'What's his name, Captain Cuttle ?' inquired Walter, determined to be interested in the Captain's friend.
'His name's Bunsby, said the Captain.