Beg pardon, sir, we won't none on us try to slope off; but a good drink o' suthin', if it was on'y water, would be a blessin' in disguise just now." "Yes, Jecks, I'm thirsty too," I said.
"Then why not let us pull ashore, sir, and get a drink at one o' them Chinee imitation grog-shops yonder ?" "Because it would be a breach of discipline, my man," I said, trying to speak very sternly.

"I should look nice if the captain came back and found me with the boat and no men." "Hark at that now!" cried Jecks.

"Just as if we'd be the chaps to get a good-natured kind young orficer into a scrape.

Look here, sir, put Billy Wakes ashore to go and fetch some drink.

My hye, what we would give for half-a-gallon o' real good cool solid old English beer." "Ha!" came in a deep sigh, and I could not help feeling that a glass just then would be very nice.
"Will you give the order, sir ?" said Jecks insinuatingly.