They'd been so scared to tell him and he knew it all the time.

Strange how nature looks out for us, ain't it, and lets us know what we should know when the time comes?
Did I never tell you the yarn about Henry getting the fish hook in his nose, Mistress Blythe ?" "No." "Well, him and me had a laugh over it today.

It happened nigh unto thirty years ago.

Him and me and several more was out mackerel fishing one day.

It was a great day--never saw such a school of mackerel in the gulf--and in the general excitement Henry got quite wild and contrived to stick a fish hook clean through one side of his nose.
Well, there he was; there was barb on one end and a big piece of lead on the other, so it couldn't be pulled out.