and saysay-- That 's how I headedheadmy depositiondepositionbefore the magistrate about poor Khiva 's and Ventvögel 's sad deaths ; but somehow it does n't seem quite the right way to begin a book .
There was a look of exasperation on his usually patient face , and a muttered oathoath, pickedpickup no doubt on the godless Stock Exchange , escaped his lips .
The captain glaredglareat him for a while , flappedflaphis hand again , glaredglarestill harder , and at last broke out with a villainous , low oathoath, " Silence , there , between decks ! "
With a volley of awful oathsoath, his face suffused with the scarlet of mortification and rage , the captain regainedregainhis feet , and with a terrific blowblowfelledfellthe sailor to the deck .