"A High Wind in Jamaica"

Once in a while, one's eyes meet with some passage, and one instantly know that from now on, that string of words would always be remembered. In this case, it is the moment when Emily suddenly realized who she was.
   
    She began to laugh, rather mockingly. "Well!" she thought, in effect: "Fancy you, of all people, going and getting caught like this! -- You can't get out of it now, ont for a very long time: you'll have to go through with being a child, and growing up, and getting old, before you'll be quit of this mad prank!"

The adults could be from a comedy of manners, especially the largely well-meaning pirates.

• Mrs. Thornton had prepared for her husband his "favorite dish": than which no action could more annoy a man of whim.
• "I wish schools had never been invented!" he suddenly burst out: "they wouldn't then be so indispensable!"
• Mr. Bas-Thornton also had every accomplishment, except two: that of primogeniture, and that of making a living . Either would have provided for them.
• "Not at all! It's a sophism to imagine people don't conform to type!" barked Mr. Thornton. He felt at sixes and sevens.
• (She was) far more impressive than her husband, but doing it not by dignity but by that calculated abandon and vulgarity which transcends dignity.
• (The pirate captain, Captain Jonsen:) But all this shore-decency of appearance only accentuated his big splodgy brown hands, stained and scarred and corned with his calling. Moreover, instead of boots he wore a pair of gigantic heel-less slippers in the Moorish manner... Even his great spreading feet could hardly keep them on, so that he was obliged to walk at the slowest of shuffles, flop-flop along the deck.
• But Captain Jonsen saw (Captain Marpole dumping damaged gear from his ransacked ship): "Hi!" he shouted: "You dirty svindler! I will write to Lloyds and expose you! I will write myself!" He was horribly shocked at the other's dishonesty.
• "I thought they were real ladies," admitted Emily. "We're a respectable ship's crew, we are," said the mate, a trifle stiffly - and without too good logic.
  

<<