"But we don't want any more canoes. We have two now," asserted Mrs. Vernon.
Mike shrugged his shoulders silently.
"How much you rent canoe for?" asked Julie, believing the Indian could comprehend better if she used bad English.
"Mike no rent his canoe—sell him cheap."
"We can't afford to buy one, but we might rent it if you make a low price," bargained Julie.
Mike shook his head decidedly. "No rent—onny buy."
"Come, girls! We must start on, now that we've had our visit," said the Captain, turning to go.
The scouts reluctantly turned also, but Mike saw their faces, and also knew that the lady was boss. So he seemed to reconsider.
"Mike got good fren' by Mees'er Gilloy. Mebbe fren's of him be fren's of Mike. How much you give for rent canoe?"
Every one turned suddenly at that hope held forth.