'Be so good, Mister Potts, as to put a nice neat Matthew Walker on this 'ere laniard.'
Or—
'Mr. Potts, please be kind enough to go aloft and stop that spilling-line on the fore-topsail-yard to the jackstay.'
And at meal-times the port watch mimicked Brose.
'Dear Mr. Potts, howner, be so good as to heat this 'orrid 'ash without growling.'
And presently when the weather began to get cold and the men brought out their Cape Horn P-jackets and their mitts, Geordie commenced to growl a little.
'I hates turnin' out in the gravy-eye watch worse and worse,' he said. 'I've half a mind to let on I'm sick.'
'You'd better go haft and tell the "old man" to 'ave the galley-fire kep' alight all night,' said the crowd crossly. 'But you dasn't.'
'I dast,' said Geordie, 'why, I owns the bally galley!'
'You dasn't!'