`` Now , Morgan , '' said Long John very sternly , `` you never clapped your eyes on that Black -- Black Dog before , did you , now ? '' `` Not I , sir , '' said Morgan with a salute . `` You did n't know his name , did you ? '' `` No , sir . '' `` By the powers , Tom Morgan , it 's as good for you ! '' exclaimed the landlord . `` If you had been mixed up with the like of that , you would never have put another foot in my house , you may lay to that . And what was he saying to you ? '' `` I do n't rightly know , sir , '' answered Morgan . `` Do you call that a head on your shoulders , or a blessed dead-eye ? '' cried Long John . `` Do n't rightly know , do n't you ! Perhaps you do n't happen to rightly know who you was speaking to , perhaps ? Come , now , what was he jawing -- v ` yages , cap'n s , ships ? Pipe up ! What was it ? '' `` We was a-talkin ' of keel-hauling , '' answered Morgan . `` Keel-hauling , was you ? And a mighty suitable thing , too , and you may lay to that . Get back to your place for a lubber , Tom . ''
And then , as XXXXX rolled back to his seat , Silver added to me in a confidential whisper that was very flattering , as I thought , `` He 's quite an honest man , Tom Morgan , on ' y stupid .
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