Just as they're getting near to where the treasure ain't, a little accident like the loss of their water-supply sends them into port and out again to start hunting all over." The Ancient Mariner nodded, and his sun-washed eyes twinkled.
"There was the _Emma Louisa_.

I kept her on the long voyage over eighteen months with water accidents and similar accidents.

And, besides, they kept me in one of the best hotels in New Orleans for over four months before the voyage began, and advanced to me handsomely, yes, bravely, handsomely." "But tell me more, sir; I am most interested," Dag Daughtry concluded his simple matter of the beer.

"It's a good game.

I might learn it for my old age, though I give you my word, sir, I won't butt in on your game.