"Why not? It won't cost you anything."
"I shall lose my time, for the Fawn will lie idle at her moorings while I am gone."
"No, she won't. I will go a fishing in her every day."
"I think not, John."
"Do you think I can't manage her?" demanded the first officer, indignant that such an aspersion should be cast upon his nautical skill.
"She's too heavy a boat for you to manage alone."
"I will get a couple of fellows to help me; they will be glad enough of the chance."
"I dare say they will; but you are not quite old enough yet to run the boat yourself."
"What odds does it make how old I am, if I only know how to handle her? Could you work her any better if you were a hundred years old?"
"But you are reckless, careless, John; you know you are."