"Well, you see, sir, it's a fancy of the skipper's.  He's got some sort of a theory that, by hugging the coast close, and takin' advantage of the sea and land breezes, as they blows night and mornin', we shall do rather better than we should by thrashin' to wind'ard against the south- east trade.  I don't know whether there's anything in it myself, but it's the first time that I've ever heard of the notion.  But there he is--and in a blazin' bad temper, too, by the looks of him!  Shall I take you aft and introjuce you to him?"