A moment later, a huge red face appeared over the gunwale,
“Git out! you can’t come that game over me.”
Joe Napyank now stepped forth to view, and swung his hat with a loud laugh.
“That’s right, McGowan, belive every man in these parts an enemy till he’s proved a friend.”
The same rubicund face rose like the moon over the horizon of the high gunwale, and a cheery laugh rolled over the water—
“Ha! ha! ha! you can’t hide that voice of yours, Joe; I knowed you all the time.”
“You did, eh?” replied the hunter somewhat crestfallen, “why didn’t you answer me then?”
“You didn’t apply in the proper manner,—that’s it, ha! ha! ha! Now when you show yourself like a man, I’ll notice you. I suppose you want to come on board.”
“If you’ve no objection, I should like to do so.”
“How do you propose to do it?”