human
Ye've got a hand, have ye? roared this man, whom Alaric instinctively knew to be the Captain.
gpt
Is this his dunnage?
human
Yes, sir, replied the first mate.
gpt
And I think--
human
Never mind what you think, interrupted the Captain, fiercely.
gpt
Send him about his business, and pitch his dunnage back on the wharf or pitch it overboard, I don't care which. Pitch it! d'ye hear?
human
But, Captain Duff, I think--
gpt
Who asked ye to think? I do the thinking on board this craft. Don't ye suppose I know what I'm talking about? I tell ye I had this Phil Ryder with me on one cruise, and I'll never have him on another! An impudent young puppy as ever lived, and a desarter to boot. Took off two of my best men with him, too. Oh, I know him, and I'd Phil him full of his own rifle-bullets ef I had the chance! I'd like to Ryder him on a rail, too.
human
You are certainly mistaken, sir, this time, for--
gpt
Who, I? You dare say I'm mistaken, you tarry young swab you? roared the man, his face turning purple with rage.
human
Oh, ef I had the proper use of my feet for one minute I'd show ye! Put him ashore, I tell ye, and do it in a hurry too, or you'll go with him without one cent of wages--not one cent, d'ye hear? I'll have no mutiny where I'm Cap'n.
gpt
Never mind me, Bonny; I'll go.
human
No, you won't! retorted the young mate, stoutly,
gpt
Who is that landlubber togged out like a sporty salt?
human
He's the crew I hired, and the one you have just bounced,
gpt
What's his name?
human
Rick Dale.
gpt
What made you say it was Phil Ryder, then?
human
I didn't, sir. You--
gpt
Don't contradict me, you unlicked cub! Can he shoot?
human
No, sir,
gpt
All right. I wouldn't have him aboard if he could. Why don't he take his thundering dunnage and go for'ard, where he belongs, and cook me some grub when he knows I haven't had anything to eat sence sunup? Why don't he, I say?