text:  "Be d----d to your laughing!" cried Doughby--"Steward another glass--d'ye hear you cursed neger where are you hidden? Don't you hear when a gentleman speaks to you? D'ye want me to tattoo your black brainpan? You laugh " he continued to Richards and myself relapsing into his whimpering tones; "but if you only knew--none of the women will have me--this is the seventh who has packed me off