or two before they are of age, with too high notions to do any thing but measure tape; and that they call being merchants.”
Captain Gildrock was very radical in his notions, and he continued the conversation until the meal was over. The boys were directed to take their overcoats, and go on board of the Sylph.
“The prisoner in the brig wants to see you, Captain Gildrock,” said Mr. Brookbine, just as the captain was going on board of the steamer.
“He must be attended to at once, for he needs more care than all the others,” replied the captain, as he went back to the dormitory with the carpenter.
The mechanic unlocked the doors, and the captain presented himself before the rebel. Oscar looked very pale, and his chest heaved with emotion. It was evident, from the appearance of his eyes, that he had not slept well in his new quarters. A small portion of the bread on the table had been eaten, but not enough to indicate that he had been very hungry.
“I am told that you wish to see me,” said the captain.
“I don’t care to stay any longer in this place;
and I should like to have you send me back to my uncle,” replied Oscar.
“If that is all you want, nothing more need be said. You will not be sent back to your uncle under any circumstances.”
“Then I will do the best I can if you will let me out,” added the rebel.