“Cap'n Peters wants to know if you're a-goin' to try to make it, Mr. Roche.”
“Not by a dam' sight.”
“Well—I guess he won't be sorry to wait till mornin'. What time do you think you 'll want us?”
“Six o'clock sharp.”
“Them's Cap'n Smiley's orders, is they?”
“Them's my orders, and they're good enough for you.”
“Oh, that's all right, of course, only Cap'n Peters, he said if 'twas anybody else, he'd just tie up and wait, but there ain't never any tellin', he says, what Dick Smiley 'll take it into his head to do.”
“You tell your cap'n that Mr. Roche said to come at six in the mornin'.”
“All right. I 'll tell him. Say—Cap'n Smiley ain't anywhere around, is he?”
“No, Cap'n Smiley ain t anywheres around!” mimicked Roche, angrily. “If you want to know whereabouts Cap'n Smiley is, he's uptown skylarkin', that's where he is.”