"Well, Grenvile, here you are," exclaimed Morgan, as I entered his cabin.  "I have been expecting you, for I saw you come up the side. What is the extent of the damage, and what have you done with the _Dolores_?  Which is the worse, your shoulder or your head?  Shoulder, eh?  Well, let me help you off with your jacket and shirt.  Easy does it!  There, now sit down in that chair and make yourself comfortable, while I cooper you up.  Have they a surgeon aboard that ship?  This shoulder of yours appears to have been attended to very passably.  Now, spin your yarn while I give you an overhaul."