"Oh, I expected you'd growl when you learned the truth, and it's the gal or us—, as you all think so much of the gal, I propose we lay provision in the 'Nancy,' and go off after mackerel.
"What would you propose, Jake?"
"I propose sending the gal away."
"You would do her no harm?"
"I wouldn't harm a hair of her head; but she's doing us a good deal of harm all the same."
"It's already been suggested to Tom Pearce to send the gal away."
"He'll never do it!"
"But he must."
"It's all right to say he must; but who'll make old Tom Pearce do a thing when he's made up his mind that he won't?"
"What would you propose?"