But I warn't comfortable long, because I happened to think of something.

I knowed mighty well that a drownded man don't float on his back, but on his face.

So I knowed, then, that this warn't pap, but a woman dressed up in a man's clothes.

So I was uncomfortable again.

I judged the old man would turn up again by and by, though I wished he wouldn't.
We played robber now and then about a month, and then I resigned.