“Why, didn’t you tell me to!”
“Yes: but did you?”
“Why, of course I did.”
“That’s right. I say, where are we now?”
“I d’know. Somewhere down the river.”
“Hadn’t we better begin to fish?”
“Fish? What for?”
“Because I’m getting so hungry, and want my breakfast.”
“Yes, you’re a nice fellow to wantcher bragfuss. Got no money and no clothes. I s’pose I shall have to keep yer.”
“No, no, Bob. I’ll work, or fish, or do anything.”