"Hookie! You ain't a-goin' to stop work so soon—are you?" demanded he, with an aggrieved look.
"I must."
"But I want to do something more."
"You may cut up those small logs into pieces ten feet in length. They are to be placed crosswise on the raft, to keep us well up out of the water."
"I'll do it; and I'll have 'em all ready when you come down in the morning."
"Where are you going to sleep to-night, Sim?" I asked.
"I don't know—in somebody's barn," replied he with a grin, which made me feel that his lodging did not disturb him.
"You can sleep in our barn, if you like. No one goes into it very often, except myself."
"Thank ye, Buck. I always knowed you'd help me, and that was what I wanted to see you for."
"Have you anything left for supper?"