Tough as they make them and twice as nasty.

I know the kind.

Well, you can make up your mind to have it taken out of you on this craft.

Understand?
Who shipped you, anyway ?" "McCready and Swanson." "Sir!" Wolf Larsen thundered.
"McCready and Swanson, sir," the boy corrected, his eyes burning with a bitter light.
"Who got the advance money ?" "They did, sir." "I thought as much.

And damned glad you were to let them have it.
Couldn't make yourself scarce too quick, with several gentlemen you may have heard of looking for you." The boy metamorphosed into a savage on the instant.