We went out with the skiff and towed it ashore.

Then we had dinner.
Anybody but pap would a waited and seen the day through, so as to catch more stuff; but that warn't pap's style.

Nine logs was enough for one time; he must shove right over to town and sell.

So he locked me in and took the skiff, and started off towing the raft about half-past three.

I judged he wouldn't come back that night.