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"Mr Powell, slipping the Articles into a long envelope, spoke up with a

sort of cold half-laugh without looking at either of us

"Mind you don't disgrace the name, Charles"

"And the skipper chih I dare say

I'll look after hi about trying to run in

for a oes with

his heavy swinging step after telling et yourself run over by a cart as if you hadn't either

eyes or ears"

"Mr Powell," says I timidly (there was by then only the thin-necked man

left in the office with us and he was already by the door, standing on

one leg to turn the botto away) "Mr

Powell," says I, "I believe the Captain of the Ferndale was thinking

all the time that I was a relation of yours"

"I was rather concerned about the propriety of it, you know, but Mr

Powell didn't seem to be in the least

"Did he?" says he "That's funny, because it seeood uncle to several of you young fellows lately Don't