I'd give all I've got to be over yonder with a hundred bluejackets at my elbow.
Well, my lad, thinking's no good this night, nor can you get the bluejackets by whistling.
And he had feared that the bluejackets might rake about the ashes and find it.
Presently the boatswain, with two or three bluejackets, re-entered the room.
Then, too, the moral of our bluejackets has to ...