"What you want?"
I couldn't think of any good answer to this question, but Rectus whispered to me:
"Got any money with you?"
"Yes," said I.
"Let's buy some sea-beans," said Rectus.
"All right," I answered.
"Sea-beans?" said Maiden's Heart, who had caught the word; "you want sea-beans?"
"Yes," said Rectus, "if you have any good ones."
At this, the Indian conducted us into the hall, put the lamp on the table, and took three or four sea-beans from his pocket. They were very nice ones, and beautifully polished.
"Good," said I; "we'll take these. How much, Maiden's Heart?"