Two of them ran across and tied the shore end off to bitts.

Captain Bitts assured him that he would be glad to, first thing after lunch.

Captain Bitts's voice rang out and the fire hoses went off.

Captain Bitts was sitting in his pilot chair looking at the sky and tumultuous sea.

Captain Bitts was in the ship's officers' wardroom drinking coffee.

Bitts took her cautionary finger and guided it over to the colored surface.

"Well, that's how it goes in these rich families," said Captain Bitts.

The gunwale shattered and the foremast flew out of the bitts.

He had worked, yesterday and again during the night, to secure this shackle with the tow round the bitts.

One turn round the bitts and then another; a third and then a fourth.

But he'd got it round the bitts.

Mentally, I urged at Captain Bitts to fall for it.

There were two ropes attached to bitts back there.

The thud almost numbed his hands, but the bitts made a solid chopping block.

Hercules and Acteon, bound to the bitts, watched forward.

But who cared what happened to Captain Bitts?

Captain Bitts was at the door.

"I'll tell the harbor master we're sailing, then," said Captain Bitts.

Captain Bitts and two sailors in oilskins were standing at the foot of a signal mast.

I found the bitts and rolled their way, trying to keep that briefcase with me, hauling on that rope.

So you send this radio to Captain Bitts and tell him to dock in New York.

There was no sign of Captain Bitts.

According to Mr. Bitts, her friend and competitor, there used to be about 125 real estate agents on the island.

Another turn around the bitts!"