“Yes, sir; seiner. She was wrecked on the Banks.”
“Oh!” said Nelson sympathetically. “That was bad, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, sir. He didn’t leave much money, but we own our house, and ma she raises vegetables and sells milk.”
“I see. And where does the captain come in? By the way, what’s his name?”
“Captain Sauder.”
“Not soft solder, I’ll bet,” murmured Dan.
“Is he a relative of yours?” Nelson asked.
“No, he ain’t,” was the decided reply. “But he and my father used to be together on some boat once. And he used to come and see us sometimes. And when father died, he offered to take me and learn me to be a sailor. So ma, she let me go for a year.”
“No, sir.”