“And intoxicate the gaoler.”
“No, an intoxicated gaoler would spoil everything. No, I tell you I have an idea, let me work it out.”
“Here, my good fellow, are ten dollars.”
“It is too much, but I will return what is over.”
“Well, then, are you ready?”
“Quite ready to be a downright rogue.”
“Let us go to work then.”
“Crockston,” said the young girl, in a faltering voice, “you are the best man on earth.”
“I know it,”replied the American, laughing good-humouredly. “By-the-bye, Captain, an important item.”
“What is that?”