“Yes, sir.”
“But we don’t want you.”
Edward’s face became puckered with disappointment, and his eyes were full of misery, as he turned them piteously upon his young master.
“Yes, I want him,” said Jack, in response to the appealing look, and the man’s hopes rose.
“What for?” said the doctor, and Edward’s aspirations went down to zero.
“I don’t know,” said Jack coolly; “to unhook the fish. I’m not going to soil my hands.”
“Oh, very well,” said the doctor; “I don’t mind, but we had better catch the fish before you take them off the hook. Now then, in with you.”
Lenny and the mate stepped down into the boat, Jack and the doctor followed, and then, looking flushed and excited as a boy, Edward jumped in, giving, his young master a grateful look as soon as the doctor was not looking.