“Yes, if I can. But I say, don’t you forget to bring a big bundle of your clothes and things, and if you don’t want ’em all, I can wear some of ’em.”
Dexter was silent.
“And as much money as you can; and, I say, the old un never give you a watch, did he?”
“No.”
“You wouldn’t like to borrow his, would you!”
“No, of course not,” said Dexter indignantly.
“Oh, I don’t want you to, unless you like. Only watches is useful at sea. Sailors find out where they are by their watches. I don’t quite know how, but we could soon find out. Whatcher want me to do!”
“I want you to take a little parcel to Sir James Danby’s.”
“I ain’t going to carry no parcels,” said Bob importantly.
“It’s only a very little one, as big as your hand. You know the letter-box in Sir James’s big door!”