"'Tis neither time nor place, Tom," says Peter, "t' laugh at an old man."
Tom roared. Ay, he slapped his knee, and he throwed back his head, and he roared. 'Twas enough almost to swamp the boat.
"For shame!" says Peter. And more than Pinch-a-Penny thought so.
"Skipper Peter," says Tom, "you're rich, isn't you?"
"I got money," says Peter.
"Sittin' out here, all alone," says Tom, "you been thinkin' a deal, you says?"
"Well," says Peter, "I'll not deny that I been havin' a little spurt o' sober thought."
"You been thinkin' that money wasn't much, after all?"
"Ay."
"An' that all your money in a lump wouldn't buy you passage ashore?"