Thankye for sticking up for me.

Can I say a word for you to the captain ?" "Here, get up," cried Smith, with a snarl.

"Touch your hat to him.
He's promoted; and they'll send poor old Brooke a step lower.

All hail, Lieutenant Skeeter!" "All right!" I cried, and I hurried away, leaving Barkins looking as if he could not believe his ears.
The next minute I was facing the captain and Mr Reardon..