bliffil loses his footing and falls against the table , smashing his nose , and the claret flows but he manages to shake jenkins off and get one good kick in , and jenkins is doubled over and down and i know it 's over when bliffil gets on top of him , and i say , `` jaimy , go get mr. jenkins 's men and i 'll get mr. lawrence , '' and i runs out and gets up in front of the second mate and points to the midshipmen 's berth and make mumblin ' sounds , and he says , `` what the hell are you on about , faber ? ''