Then he turned, rather despondent, for he knew that the next day there would be an expedition ashore, when visits would be paid to the farm and to the Hoze, and he felt uncomfortable about the Graemes.
Chapter Forty.
“Hullo, young fellow!”
“Hullo, orficer!”
“You must not speak like that,” said Archy, as he encountered Ram on deck next morning, whistling softly as he neatly coiled down a rope. “And you must touch your cap.”
“That way?” said Ram.
“Yes; that will do, but you must say ‘Sir,’ or ‘Ay, ay sir.’”
“Ay, ay, sir.”