The captain nodded, and sat silent for a few moments, before glancing at the bundle, hat, and cane. Then—
“So you’ve been making up your mind to run away?”
“To go away, uncle; not run.”
“Hah! Same thing, my lad.”
“No, uncle.”
“What! Don’t contradict me, sir. Do you want to quarrel again?”
“No, uncle.”
“Humph! You prepared those things for running away?”
“I had some such ideas, uncle, when I tied them up,” said the lad, firmly; “but I should not have done that.”
“Indeed! Then why did you tie them up?”