I'll be back in a jiffy, sir, before he can hurt you and before the whale can hit us again.

And let Killeny Boy make all the noise he wants.

One hair of him's worth more than a world-full of skunks of money-lenders." Daughtry dashed into the cabin, came back with a pillow and three sheets, and, using the first as a pad and knotting the last together in swift weaver's knots, he left the Ancient Mariner safe and soft and took Michael back into his own arms.
"She's making water, sir," the mate called.

"Six inches--no, seven inches, sir." There was a rush of sailors across the wreckage of the fore-topmast to the forecastle to pack their bags.
"Swing out that starboard boat, Mr.Jackson," the captain commanded, staring after the foaming course of the cow as she surged away for a fresh onslaught.

"But don't lower it.