“Look at that, now!” he whispered.
“Ay, I was looking. What does it mean?”
“Mane!” said Dinny, scornfully. “It manes that Black Mazzard thinks he’s captain now.”
“Then if the throat-cutting scoundrel is, I’m off first chance.”
“An’ I’m wid ye,” said Dinny, earnestly. “I’ll go and lade a virtuous life.”
“And leave the skipper’s brother and Bart?”
Dinny pulled off his cap and rubbed his head viciously.
“Now, why did ye want to go and say that?” he cried. “Iverything was as aisy as could be, and you go and upset it all.”
“Poor Abel!” said Jack at last, softly.
“Ay, poor old Abel!” said Bart, with a groan.