"The question is, has the train passed?" said Jack.
"Ve ditn'd seen nodding ohf her yet," replied Fritz.
"Ay, but that ain't no sign as it didn't pass," growled Tim, as he took a chew of tobacco. "I recollect when I wuz in the navy how we started fer ther rendezvous o' a enemy's ship—"
"I won't listen!" exclaimed Jack, with a frown.
"Waal, I'll tell Fritz," said Tim, in nowise abashed. "Yer see it wuz sich a dark night we missed ther spot, which was a lagoon, on the coast o' Georgie—"
"Try ub!" roared Fritz.
"I'll be blowed if I will!"
"I don'd vant ter hear dot yarn."
"I don't keer if yer don't. Ter continer: But although we missed ther lagoon in ther gloom, an runned inter a leetle bay, our enemy did ther same. Thar we had him. Gee whiz, how we socked it ter him! He sailed aroun' and aroun' ther bay, an' we arter him. I manned ther long Tom, an' pickin' 'em out one by one, I gave it ter each o' ther crew—"
"For Heaven's sake, stop!" cried Jack.