"Quite enough, top. I'll go up and let them know, before he can go on again about it."
Up he ran.
Joe Basalt used his best exertions to bring the swooning man round.
* * * * *
Tiller found Harkaway on deck.
"Might I have half a word with your honour?"
"A dozen, if you like, Tiller," said old Jack, turning from the party of daring fishermen, who had been relating their deeds of daring with the sharks, and was quite elated with the narrations which they had been giving.
Jack Tiller hummed and ha'd, and looked uneasy, and so he pulled his forelock and spluttered out—
"Please, sir, I've been and gone on like a darned bad lot, your honour."
"Tiller!"