Bos'n nodded again.
“We won't do so any more, will we?” she said.
“You bet we won't! I won't, anyhow. You haven't done anything.”
“And you'll like teacher?”
The captain stamped his foot.
“No, SIR!” he declared. “She may be all right in her way—I s'pose she is; but it's too Massachusettsy a way for me. No, sir! I don't like her and I WON'T like her. No, sir-ee, never! She—she ain't my kind of a woman,” he added stubbornly. “That's what's the matter! She ain't my kind of a woman.”
CHAPTER IX
POLITICS AND BIRTHDAYS
“Town meeting” was called for the twenty-first of November.