“Eat it,” said the youth modestly.
“What d’yer bring it on deck for, then?” inquired the other, bending his brows on him.
“I thought it would taste better on deck, sir,” said the boy.
“Taste better!” growled the skipper ferociously. “Ain’t it good?”
“Yessir,” said the boy.
“Speak louder,” said the skipper sternly. “Is it very good?”
“Beautiful,” said the boy in a shrill falsetto.
“Did you ever taste better wittles than you get aboard this ship?” demanded the skipper, setting him a fine example in loud speaking.
“Never!” yelled the boy, following it.
“Everything as it should be?” roared the skipper.