- Sarah Stickney White: [entering in the aftermath of the barroom brawl] I might have known.
- Corky: Well, it wasn't his fault. That German palooka kicked Jack!
- Sarah Stickney White: Why?
- Gushie: He had Jack's eye.
- Bon Chance Louie: For the want of an eye, the temper was lost. For the want of a temper, the peace was lost. For the want of peace, the bar was lost.
- Jake Cutter: It's not lost, Louie. I'll help you clean it up. You know, you're just asking for trouble when you let French and German sailors in here together.
- Bon Chance Louie: Ah! It all comes clear to me now. It was my fault. Thank you, Jake.
- Sarah Stickney White: [tending the wounds of the battered Jake] I've giving up wondering if you'll be killed in a fight. Now I only think in terms of when.