‘I said, “Did you bump your head, sir?” ‘
‘Yes,’ said Stephen, looking at his hand: astonishingly it was not covered with blood — there was not even so much as a smear.
‘It’s these old beams, sir’ — in the unusually distinct, didactic voice used at sea for the landsmen and on land for half-wits — ‘You want to take care of them; for — they — are — very — low.’ Stephen’s look of pure malevolence recalled the steward to a sense of his message and he said, ‘Could you fancy a chop or two for breakfast, sir?’

Master and Commander – J.K. Rowling