He was a strong, hearty-looking fellow, with broad shoulders and ruddy face, the simple expression of which ill-concealed a depth of wit and mirth. He did not seem to be accustomed to a seafaring life, and looked about him with the air of a man little used to being on board a ship; however, he assumed the manner of a Jack-tar, looking up at the rigging of the _Dolphin_, and waddling in true sailor fashion. When he had reached the Captain, he looked fixedly at him, and said, "Captain James Playfair?" "The same," replied the skipper. "What do you want with me?" "To join your ship." "There is no room; the crew is already complete." "Oh, one man, more or less, will not be in the way; quite the contrary." "You think so?" said James Playfair, giving a sidelong glance at his questioner. "I am sure of it," replied the sailor. "But who are you?" asked the Captain. "A rough sailor, with two strong arms, which, I can tell you, are not to be despised on board a ship, and which I now have the honour of putting at your service." "But there are other ships besides the _Dolphin_, and other captains besides James Playfair. Why do you come here?" "Because it is on board the _Dolphin_ that I wish to serve, and under the orders of Captain James Playfair." "I do not want you." "There is always need of a strong man, and if to prove my strength you will try me with three or four of the strongest fellows of your crew, I am ready." "That will do," replied James Playfair. "And what is your name?" "Crockston, at your service." The Captain made a few steps backwards in order to get a better view of the giant who presented himself in this odd fashion. The height, the build, and the look of the sailor did not deny his pretensions to strength. "Where have you sailed?" asked Playfair of him. "A little everywhere." "And do you know where the _Dolphin_ is bound for?" "Yes; and that is what tempts me." "Ah, well! I have no mind to let a fellow of your stamp escape me. Go and find the first mate, and get him to enrol you." Having said this, the Captain expected to see the man turn on his heels and run to the bows, but he was mistaken. Crockston did not stir. "Well! did you hear me?" asked the Captain. "Yes, but it is not all," replied the sailor. "I have something else to ask you." "Ah! You are wasting my time," replied James, sharply; "I have not a moment to lose in talking." "I shall not keep you long," replied Crockston; "two words more and that is all; I was going to tell you that I have a nephew." "He has a fine uncle, then," interrupted James Playfair. "Hah! Hah!" laughed Crockston. "Have you finished?" asked the Captain, very impatiently. "Well, this is what I have to say, when one takes the uncle, the nephew comes into the bargain." "Ah! indeed!" "Yes, that is the custom, the one does not go without the other." "And what is this nephew of yours?"