to explain matters," the Ancient Mariner whispered.
"Sure, sir, an' I don't mind sayin', sir, that I'm just plain mad curious to hear.

I'll join you down in the cabin, say in ten minutes, and we can have a real gam.

But anyway, whatever your game is, I'm with you.
Because it happens to be my game to get quick into port, and because, sir, I have a great liking and respect for you.

Now shoot along.

I'll be with you inside ten minutes." "I like you, steward, very much," the old man quavered.
"And I like you, sir--and a damn sight more than them money-sharks aft.
But we'll just postpone this.