Something to do with a gal, I expect.

Well, 'ere's one of the same kidney: I know a maiden fair to see, Take care! She can both false and friendly be, Beware, beware! Trust her not, She is fooling thee!" Mr.Watts was both charmed and surprised when the friendly skipper joined in the concluding lines in his own language.

But his pleasure was short-lived.

Coke's inflamed visage glowered into the mess room.
"Sink me if you ain't a daisy!" he roared, pouncing on a three-quarters filled bottle of rum.

"D'you fancy we're goin' to land you at Maceio cryin' drunk?
No, sir, not this time.