“Ithth the change from thalt horthe, thir, that maketh it nithe,” said Kennet, with his mouth full.
And so ended Master Rockafellar’s voyage. Would you like to know if I ever went to sea again? Well it is a question that need not signify just now. If this little yarn which I have been spinning has amused you, then, should you desire more by-and-by, I don’t doubt there is enough stuff stowed away in the locker of my memory to make plenty of “twisters,” as stories are called at sea. Meanwhile, boys and girls, I touch the peak of my midshipman’s cap to you in respectful farewell.
UNWIN BROTHERS, LIMITED, PRINTERS, WOKING AND LONDON.