"Toppin'," said Gribbs. "It's spiled my happetite 'ere."
"It wass good," said the Welshman; "it wass good, whatefer."
Bagge took Billy Gribbs aside on the deck and had a talk with him.
"Oh, Lord!" said Gribbs. "Oh, what?"
"Straight talk," replied Silas; "she said so."
"Do you mean it? "
"Do I mean it?" replied Silas, with unutterable scorn. "In course I mean it. It will sarve them right as it sarves right."
Gribbs held on to the rail and laughed till he ached. "It's the rummiest notion I ever 'eard tell on."
"Not so rummy!"
"Wot!" cried Gribbs, "not so rummy? Well, if it ain't so rummy, I'm jiggered. I'll think of it."