It was not the _Wide Awake_, but the brig _Glister_.
Did I say _Wide Awake_?
It was the _Glister_, a smart little brig, almost a toy brig in fact, copper-bottomed, lines like a dolphin, a sea- cutter and a wind-eater.

Handled like a top.

On my honour, gentlemen, it was lively work for both watches when she went about.

I was super- cargo.

We sailed out of New York, ostensibly for the north-west coast, with sealed orders--" "In the name of God, peace, peace! You drive me mad with your drivel!" So Nishikanta cried out in nervous pain that was real and quivering.