in the all-too-brief time we 'd spent together she refined my palate , and i liked to think that she 'd have approved of my policy towards the repast , and how i 'd passed on a love of the finer things to the crew , knowing as i did , partly due to what she 'd shown me , that a well-fed man is a happy man , and a happy man is a man less prone to questioning the authority of the ship , which is why in all those years at sea i never had one sniff of mutiny .