Then Ike nodded to Harry, which indicated consent.
But Harry, before taking the oar, drew a small package from his pocket and handed it to Jarvis.
"My father asked me to give you this," he said, "as a remembrance and also as some small recompense for the trouble that I will cause you on this trip." Jarvis took it, and heard the heavy coins clink together.
"I know without openin' it that this is money," he said, "but bein' of an inquirin' turn o' mind I reckon I've got to look into it an' count it." He did so deliberately, coin by coin, and his eyes opened a little at the size of the sum.
"It's too much," he said.

"Besides you take your turn at the oars." "It's partly as a souvenir," said Harry, "and it would hurt my father very much if you did not take it.

Besides, I should have to leave the boat the first time it tied up, if you refuse." Jarvis looked humorously at him.
"I believe you are a stubborn sort of feller," he said, "but somehow I've took a kind o' likin' to you.

I s'pose it's because I fished you out o' the river.

You always think that the fish you ketch yourself are the best.