"Don't be sassy, boy."
"You needn't growl at me because you neglected your duty. I did mine. I was casting off the halyards when the squall came."
"Why didn't you do it before? That's what I want to know."
"I had no orders from the captain. Men on board a vessel don't take in sail till they are told to do so. When I saw the squall coming, half an hour ago, I let you know it; that was all I had to do with it."
"I don't want you in this vessel; you are too smart for me," continued Captain John.
"I'll leave her just as soon as we get to Port Rock," said Lawry, sitting down on the rail.
The rain ceased in a few moments, and the skipper ordered the jib, which had before been useless, to be set. At the invitation of Mrs. Captain John, Lawry went below and ate his dinner, to which he felt himself entitled, for he was working his passage up from Plattsburg. By the time he had disposed of the last piece of green-apple pie on board, the Missisque was before Port Rock, which was the home of the young pilot, and he saw his father's ferry-boat at the shore as he came on deck.
"Will you put me ashore here, Captain John?" asked Lawry.
"Yes, I will; and I'm glad to get rid of you," replied the captain testily.
"I think I will land here, also," added the bank director. "Now you have lost your sail, I'm afraid you won't get along very fast."