"Humph!" sniffed Sammy, "you won't get another chance. I ain't going to take any girl pirating when I go again. I don't want girls on a pirate ship."
"Oh, Sammy!" said Dot, "you sound just like that Mr. Neighbor Northrup. You know, Mr. Luke's friend. The misogynist."
"Huh!" grunted Sammy, scowling.
"But—but," Tess questioned softly, "Mr. Northrup's cured of that disease, isn't he?"