NICK–Not fur this ship, ole buck. The capt'n an’ mate are bloody slave-drivers, an’ they’re bound down round the ‘Orn. They 'arf starved the 'ands on the larst trip 'ere, an’ no one’ll dare ship on ‘er. [After a pause.} I promised the capt'n faithful I’d get 'im one, and ter-night.