‘Don’t you know the room?’ he said.
‘Yes—oh, yes; all’s right.’
‘Well, that’s a comfort. Do you know, captain, that it ain’t pleasant to be so far off in the street?’
‘Why so?’
‘Because, if there should be a row, how are we to get off?’
‘Pshaw! I never contemplate anything of the sort.’
‘Oh, you don’t?’
‘No; and if you will but be a little cautious and careful in what you say, we shall do well enough.’
‘Trust me for that.’
‘Curse you,’ thought Blodget to himself, ‘for a chattering parrot. It is the last time I will take you with me upon an expedition of this sort.’