“I ain't never seen the sea before this time, Fred, an' it sort o' gits my goat, all this sickness an' all.... They dropped three of 'em overboard yesterday.”
“Hell, kid, don't think of it.”
“Say, Fred, if I... if I... if you're saved, Fred, an' not me, you'll write to my folks, won't you?”
“Indeed I will. But I reckon you an' me'll both go down together.”
“Don't say that. An' you won't forget to write that girl I gave you the address of?”
“You'll do the same for me.”
“Oh, no, Fred, I'll never see land.... Oh, it's no use. An' I feel so well an' husky.... I don't want to die. I can't die like this.”
“If it only wasn't so goddam black.”