“I mean liked his job?”
“Yes, sir; determined on it.”
“Humph! Time we had some news of him, eh?”
“Yes, sir; but he may turn up on the cliff at any moment.”
“Yes. Men quite ready?”
“Yes, sir.”
“That’s right. Of course, well-armed?”
“Yes, sir; you did tell me. Soon as the signal comes, we shall push off. Awkward bit o’ country, sir; six miles’ row before you can find a place to land.”
“Very awkward, but they have to find a place to land their spirits, Mr Gurr, and if we don’t soon have something to show we shall be called to account.”
“Very unlucky, sir. Seems to me like going eel-fishing with your bare hand.”