“Why, jib, jumbo, fore and main.”
“And the wind blowing eighty mile an hour?”
“Why, yes, if she’d stand it.”
“My, but she’d have to be an able vessel that––all four lowers and the wind blowing eighty mile an hour. Man, but you’re a dog! Suppose she couldn’t stand it?”
“Then I’d reef the mains’l.”
“And if that was too much––what then?”
“Reef it again.”
“And too much yet?”
“Balance-reef it––maybe take it in altogether––and the jib with it, and get out the riding-sail.”
“And would you do nothing to the fores’l?”