“And I sliced the bacon.”
“And I chopped the onions.”
“And I pared the ’taters.” This last from the cabin-boy.
“Ha! ha! ha!” roared the jolly carpenter. “I say, maties, blowed if we haven’t all had a hand in the pie.”
“Well, it is jolly eating anyhow,” said Kenneth.
“The smell of it’s enough to raise a dying man,” quoth Archie.
“Bravo, sir,” cried the bo’sun, “and I hopes it makes ye both ’appy.”
“Happy, yes,” said Kenneth. “I’m so happy now, I can sing and play.”
“Oh I give us a toot on the old flute first.”
Kenneth gave them “a toot.”