"I don't see how it's go'n' to be done."
"He shall pay the money over to you; that's what I want you for."
"Then they'll ketch me, and put me in jail," suggested the old man, timorously.
"Nonsense! They won't do it. The whole matter will be between you and Watson. You won't know anything about the business—not a thing. All you've got to do is to take the money and keep it till I call for it. After the girl has been gone a month or two, he will be glad to give you twice as much as I ask. I shall get her aboard the Caribbee."
"How you go'n' to do it? She won't go with you, any more'n she'll go with the evil sperit."
"I'll take care of that. You are to know nothing about it. I shall leave things so that Mr. Watson will go to you, and offer to pay the money without your saying a word about it beforehand. All you have to do is to keep what he gives you till I call for it."
"I donno about it."
"It's all right. We shan't hurt the girl. She shall have a good state-room, and my wife will be on board to see to her. I tell you I'm going to have this thing done over again."
"Where's Levi go'n' to be all this time? He sticks to the gal all the time, and if you git her off, he'll follow you way round the world."
"He won't know anything about it; besides, I calculate he'll be in jail for stealing your money before that time."