You are my prisoner, and you are good for a ten spot at least.

Stand up, you coward." He forced him back against the rail, and glanced about the deck.

The boatswain was coming aft.
"Well, Sloan, how did you find things ?" "All serene, sir; the whole crew bottled up, and mighty little fight left in them." "The engine room ?" "The engineer was a bit ugly, sir, and had to be man-handled proper.
He 's lyin' in a coal bunker with a sore head, cussin' blue.

But the assistant is a young fellar, an' kin run the engines.

I left him in charge with a couple o' lads lookin' after him." "Who has the wheel ?" "Somers, sir." "All right; have steam kept up, and make the course south, southeast.
Send a couple of men here to get this boat on deck.