I see heem maybe ten days ago--leetle short man wif bald head." He poured out another drink of brandy, and, downing it, pushed back his chair.
"By Gar, I talk too mooch, maybe," he said, yawning.

"But eet make no dif.

Ze Capitaine he cop ze monies just ze same, an' eet better you know.

Now I turn in an' sleep." He crossed the cabin to his stateroom, and closed the door..