"Good bye," when I quitted. Indeed, I should have left the ship without ever having been honoured with his notice, if it had not happened that a favourite pointer of his was a shipmate of mine. I recollect hearing of a man who boasted that the king had spoken to him;. and when it was asked what he had said, replied, "He desired me to get out of his way."
My intercourse with the admiral was about as friendly and flattering. Pompey and I were on the poop. I presented him with a piece of hide to gnaw, by way of pastime. The admiral came on the poop, and seeing Pompey thus employed, asked who gave him that piece of hide? The yeoman of the signals said it was me. The admiral shook his long spy-glass at me, and said, "By G—, Sir, if ever you give Pompey a bit of hide again, I will flog you."
This is all I have to say of the admiral, and all the admiral ever said to me.
