It is kind of you, uncle鈥攙ery kind鈥攂ut my dear dad once said he would make a man of me, and he did! I鈥檒l do my best to larn as much as ever I can o鈥 this world鈥檚 larnin鈥, but I鈥檒l never leave the sea.鈥
鈥楴o, I didn鈥檛; he felled overboard,鈥 answered the man in such an earnest tone that Dawson鈥檚 opinion was shook. But next day when they was at breakfast, he noticed that the point of Zola鈥檚 clasp-knife was broken off.
You鈥檒l not go down to-night, David?鈥 said Mrs Bright, when, having half choked her son, she turned to her husband.
By no means. My name is Billy Bright. If you鈥檙e very partikler, you may call me Willum.鈥