"She'll move t' sea in this wind, won't she?"
"Never you mind——"
"Won't she?"
"Ah, well, she may take a bit of a cruise t' sea."
Teddy Brisk said nothing to this. An interval of silence fell. And then Teddy plaintively again:
"My mother said——"
Billy Topsail's rebuke was gentle:
"You isn't goin' t' cry for your mother, is you?"
"Oh, I isn't goin' t' cry for my mother!"