Did you notice if the captain was at all affected?
Eh?
Must have been." Before this congested face, these globular eyes turned yearningly upon him, young Powell (one must keep in mind he was but a youngster then) who could not remember any signs of visible grief, confessed with an embarrassed laugh that, owing to the suddenness of this lucky chance coming to him, he was not in a condition to notice the state of other people.
"I was so pleased to get a ship at last," he murmured, further disconcerted by the sort of pent-up gravity in Mr.Franklin's aspect.
"One man's food another man's poison," the mate remarked.

"That holds true beyond mere victuals.

I suppose it didn't occur to you that it was a dam' poor way for a good man to be knocked out." Mr.Powell admitted openly that he had not thought of that.

He was ready to admit that it was very reprehensible of him.

But Franklin had no intention apparently to moralize.