"What is the name of it?" said Aunt Amanda.
"Kathleen Mavourneen," said Mr. Punch.
"That's a very good song," said Aunt Amanda. "Sing it."
"Wait a minute," said Mr. Mizzen, "and I'll get the guitar. I can play it."
While he was gone, and while the others were talking, Freddie felt a hand on his arm, and looking down saw the Cabin-boy sitting on the deck beside his chair, and winking up at him with a strange excited look on his face. The Cabin-boy pulled Freddie's head down, and whispered in his ear.
"S-s-s-sh! K-k-keep your eyes o-o-ope-open! Something's going to happen to-to-tonight! You'll see! Down with M-m-mizzen and M-m-marmaduke!"
Freddie gazed at the Cabin-boy in some alarm, and was about to ask a question, when Mr. Mizzen returned with the guitar.
"Now we're ready," said he, taking his seat and putting Marmaduke on the rail of the ship. "Here's the chord. All right, Mr. Punch."
"Hi really 'ave such a cold—" said Mr. Punch.