Duke: Does yer see it, Captain?
Patch: Horrers!
Duke: It 's never went since Flint was hanged.
Captain: And would n't run till his death 's revenged and him layin' peaceful in his coffin.
Patch: Does yer think it 's grog? Does all o' yer see it?
Duke: What done it?
(From the distance is heard a long-drawn whistle.)
Captain: What 's that?
Patch: It makes me jumpy.
Duke: It ain 't a night when folks whistles jest fer cows and such. Finish yer job, Patch.