“Very, thanks. You look annoyed about something. Doesn’t he, Iles?”
“You don’t look quite right to me, sir,” said Iles.
“Really.”
“Captain Cammock will be here in a minute, sir.”
“Let’s begin,” said Olivia. “I’m hungry.”
“Take the cover,” said Margaret.
“B’gee, sir,” said Iles. “You don’t know sailors, or you wouldn’t do a ting like that.”
“Why shouldn’t I?” said Margaret, hoping to get some scrap of knowledge to atone for his irritation. “Tell me what I’ve done wrong, please?”
“Taken der cover off der soup,” said Mr. Iles.
“Is that a great crime at sea?” said Olivia.