You were living like a savage when I came along and found you--eating nothing but tinned meat and scones that would have ruined the digestion of a camel.

Anyway, I've remedied that; and since we are to be partners, it will stay remedied.

You won't die of malnutrition, be sure of that." "If we enter into partnership," he announced, "it must be thoroughly understood that you are not allowed to run the schooner.

You can go down to Sydney and buy her, but a skipper we must have--" "At so much additional expense, and most likely a whisky-drinking, irresponsible, and incapable man to boot.

Besides, I'd have the business more at heart than any man we could hire.