sh the attics."

"Yes, sir, but my Lady Capperbar wishes the _jealowsees_ to be painted
vermilion: she says, it will look more rural."

"Mrs Capperbar ought to _know enough_ about ship's stores, by this
time, to be aware that we are only allowed three colours. She may
choose or mix them as she pleases; but as for going to the expense of
buying paint, I can't afford it. What are the rest of the men about?"

"Repairing, the second cutter, and making a new mast for the pinnace."

"By the bye--that puts me in mind of it--have you expended any boat's
masts?"

"Only the one carried away, sir."

"Then you must expend two more. Mrs C--- has just sent me off a list
of a few things that she wishes made, while we are at anchor, and I see
two poles for clothes-lines. Saw off the sheave-holes, and put two pegs
through at right angles--you know how I mean."

"Yes, sir. What am I to do, sir, about the cucumber frame? My Lady
Capperbar says that she must have it, and I haven't glass enough--they
grumbled at the yard last time."

"Mrs C--- must wait a little. What are the armourers' about?"

"They have been so busy with your work, sir, that the arms are in a very
bad condition. The first-lieutenant said yesterday that they were a
disgrace to the ship."

"Who dared say that?"

"The first-lieutenant, sir."

"Well, then, let them rub up the arms, and let me know when they are
done, and we'll get the forge up."

"The armourer has made six rakes, and six hoes, and the two little hoes
for the children; but he says he can't make a spade."

"Then I'll take his warrant away, by Heaven! since he does not know his
duty. That will do, Mr Cheeks. I shall overlook your being in liquor,
this time; but take care--send the boatswain to me."

"Yes sir," and the carpenter quitted the cabin.

"Well, Mr Hurley," said the Captain, as the boatswain stroked down his
hair, as a mark of respect, when he entered the cabin, "are the cots all
finished?"

"All finished, your honour, and slung, except the one for the _babby_.
Had not I better get a piece of duck for that?"

"No, no--number seven will do as well; Mrs C--- wants some
_fearnought_, to put down in the entrance hall."

"Yes, your honour."

"And some cod-lines laid up for clothes-lines."

"Yes, your honour."

"Stop, let me look at my list--`Knife-tray, meat-screen, leads for
window-sashes,'--Ah! have you any hand-leads not on charge?"

"Yes, your honour, four or five