They eased her up when she was done. (_Chorus_) Heave away, my bullies. They eased her up when she was done, And they polished her white from truck to gun, Till she shone like glass in the morning sun. (_Chorus_) Heave away for Plymouth. IV Their paint came from the Dockyard Store. (_Chorus_) Heave away, my bullies. Their paint came from the Dockyard Store, And they got their whack and they got no more, For that’s the essence of the Navy Law, Your due’s a gallon and you won’t get four, A thing that they can’t understand ashore. (_Chorus_) Heave away from Plymouth. V And more ships came and did the same. (_Chorus_) Heave away for Plymouth. And more ships came and did the same, And earned their money at the re-fit game, ‘Survey and Demand’ is its modern name, To which the Navy owes a deal of fame, For the Dock gives life to the ship that’s lame, And fire to the guns which appear so tame, But which belch out Death with a blasting flame, And the Huns may curse but THEY’RE to blame, So (_Chorus_) Heave away for Plymouth; Heave away, Heave away Heave away for Plymouth. ‘SURVEY AND DEMAND’ ‘When the ship that is tired returneth With the signs of the sea showing plain, Men place her in Dock for a season, And her speed she reneweth again.’ _Laws of the Navy._ Carruthers, the Senior Submarine Officer and Captain of ‘146’ entered the Mess with the stealthy air of an assassin. ‘Show me that varlet, Raymond,’ he declaimed. ‘Produce him that I may mete out to him the full measure of his punishments.’ ‘What’s the row, James?’ asked a voice from the depths of an arm-chair. ‘Ha, knave, thou dost flout me. Twelve long years have I sought thee, and now ... aha! The Captain desires speech with thee, even in his own cabin.’ ‘Good Heavens! Whatever’s up? Surely to goodness he hasn’t got to know about my bumping into Blake last night. I only scratched the paint, and a bally wonder, too, considering the mess up of boats there was.’ ‘I’ll tell you what it is, my boy, at a price.’ ‘No. I’m darned if you do. I’ll know all about it soon enough,’ replied Raymond, as he made for the door. ‘Think twice, laddie, think twice,’ called Carruthers after his retreating figure. ‘A time will come when you will repent your harshness.’ As he knocked at the Captain’s door, Raymond wondered what it was all about. He couldn’t remember whether....