“‘By dad, maybe that’s more nor me, or greater nor me, could do,’ says I; and we all began to laugh at him, for I thought I would pay him off for his bit o’ consait about the Garmant Oceant.
“‘Lave off your humbuggin’,’ says he, ‘I bid you, and tell me what it is you mane at all at all.’
“‘Parly voo frongsay?’ says I.
“‘Oh, your humble sarvant,’ says he; ‘why, by gor, you’re a scholar, Paddy.’
“‘Thruth, you may say that,’ says I.
“‘Why, you’re a clever fellow, Paddy,’ says the captain, jeerin’ like.
“‘You’re not the first that said that,’ says I, ‘whether you joke or no.’
“‘Oh, but I’m in airnest,’ says the captain; ‘and do you tell me, Paddy,’ says he, ‘that you spake Frinch?’
“‘Parly voo frongsay?’ says I.
“‘By gor, that bangs Banagher, and all the world knows Banagher bangs the divil. I never met the likes o’ you, Paddy,’ says he. ‘Pull away, boys, and put Paddy ashore, and maybe we won’t get a good bellyful before long.’