"
"Have you got any drink down there?" inquired the girl, eyeing him
sternly.
"Just a little drop o' whiskey, my dear, for the spasms," said Lee
facetiously. "Will you have a drop?"
"I won't have any drinking here," said she sharply. "If you want to
drink, wait till you get ashore."
"YOU won't have any drinking!" said the other, opening his eyes, and
with a quiet chuckle he dived below and brought up a bottle and a glass.
"Here's wishing a better temper to you, my dear," he said amiably, as he
tossed off a glass. "Come, you'd better have a drop. It'll put a little
colour in your cheeks."
"Put it away now, there's a good fellow," said the captain timidly, as
she looked anxiously at the nearest sail, some two miles distant.
"It's the only friend I've got," said Lee, sprawling gracefully on the
hatches, and replenishing his glass. "Look here. Are you on for a
bargain?"
"What do you mean?" inquired the girl.
"Give me a kiss, little spitfire, and I won't take another drop to-
night," said the new mate tenderly. "Come, I won't tell."
"You may drink yourself to death before I'll do that," said the girl,
striving to speak calmly. "Don't talk that nonsense to me again."
She stooped over as she spoke and made a sudden grab at the bottle, but
the new mate was too quick for her, and, snatching it up jeeringly,
dared her to come for it.
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