it was hard enough comin ' up from the brig , the cell down below where they had me kept these past few weeks , squintin ' into the light to see all of the dear dolphin 's sailors lined up along the spars of the great masts and in other parts of the riggin ' , all four hundred of 'em , bless 'em , my mates for the past year and a half , all cheerin ' and hallooin ' and wavin ' me off .