Not that I was one who craved for wrack and bilge at my nose all the time.
Mayo trod carefully down the bilge and clasped the mate's hand.
Well, he's dead now, he is—as dead as bilge; and who's to sail this ship, I don't see.
“There are worse smells than bilge water,” replied the captain.
The arrangement for baling out the bilge water is extremely laborious.
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