“Yes, yes! Of course.”
“Do you still own that old fish-house?” asked the captain, after hesitating for a few moments; “the sardine-canning plant?”
“Yes, sir.”
“You're not using it now?”
“No, sir.”
“It isn't paying you any revenue, eh?”
“No, sir.”
“Then you ought to be willing to let it pretty cheap—month-to-month lease!”
“Depends on what I'm letting it for.”
“I want to stow those poor people in there till I can arrange further for them, either show the matter up to the state, or get work for them, or something! Will you let me have it?”