Won't I let them know I'm somebody, and not to be looked down upon any more, that's all!' Hereupon Netta wiped her eyes, and walked up and down the room grandly, whilst Owen burst out laughing, 'I beg you to go out of, my room, Owen!' said Netta, stamping her foot and getting into a passion.

'One can't expect manners or sympathy from seafaring porcupines like you.

Go away directly.

Why, John James, the carter, is genteeler than a great coarse sailor such as you.

Go you away, I say.' 'You ought to have said a seafaring dolphin or whale; they don't pay twopence a week to learn manners, like you land-lubbers.