"--"Lord, Mr. Trunnion," said she, "why
will you continually harass me in this manner with your impertinent
intrusion?"-"I harrow you!" replied the commodore: "'sblood!
I believe your upper works are damaged: I only came to inform you
that here was your cousin, whom you have not seen these four long
years; and I'll be d--d if there is such another of his age within
the king's dominions, d'ye see, either for make or mettle: he's a
credit to the name, d'ye see: but, d-- my eyes, I'll say no more
of the matter: if you come, you may; if you won't, you may let
it alone."--"Well, I won't come, then," answered his yoke-fellow,
"for I am at present more agreeably employed."--"Oho! you are. I
believe so too," cried the commodore, making wry faces and mimicking
the action of dram-drinking. Then, addressing himself to Hatchway,
"Prithee, Jack," said he, "go and try thy skill on that stubborn
hulk: if anybody can bring her about, I know you wool."
The lieutenant accordingly, taking his station at the door, conveyed
his persuasion in these words: "What, won't you turn out and hail
little Perry? It will do your heart good to see such a handsome
young dog; I'm sure he is the very moral of you, and as like as if
he had been spit out of your own mouth, as the saying is: do show
a little respect for your kinsman, can't you?" To this remonstrance
she replied, in a mild tone of voice, "Dear Mr.
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