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The skipper , bare to the waist , and rowing , could only grind his teeth ; and the Governor improved the occasion , and revenged himself for the bitter words in the cables , by saying what he thought of the morals and manners of the crew . The barge returned to the Haliotis in silence , and the skipper climbed aboard , white on the cheek-bones and blue about the nostrils . `` I knew it , '' said Mr. Wardrop ; `` and they wo n't give us good food , either . We shall have bananas morning , noon , and night , an ' a man ca n't work on fruit . We know that . '' Then the skipper cursed Mr. Wardrop for importing frivolous side-issues into the conversation ; and the crew cursed one another , and the Haliotis , the voyage , and all that they knew or could bring to mind . They sat down in silence on the empty decks , and their eyes burned in their heads .