There was a little backwardness in complying, for the freight looked too much for the boat; but on Riderhood’s protesting “that he had had half a dozen, dead and alive, in her afore now, and she was nothing deep in the water nor down in the stern even then, to speak of;” they carefully took their places, and trimmed the crazy thing. While they were doing so, Riderhood still sat staring disconsolate.

“All right. Give way!” said Lightwood.

“Give way, by George!” repeated Riderhood, before shoving off. “If he’s gone and made off anyhow Lawyer Lightwood, it’s enough to make me give way in a different manner. But he always was a cheat, con‑found him! He always was a infernal cheat, was Gaffer. Nothing straightfor’ard, nothing on the square. So mean, so underhanded. Never going through with a thing, nor carrying it out like a man!”