And, cracky, any fellow would be glad to be a friend of his, that's sure, even if he _was_ kind of reckless and--you know.
He said, "I had so many adventures, old top, that I couldn't tell 'em to you.

Jakey and I have Robinson Crusoe tearing his hair from jealousy.

Kiddo, this last week has been a whole sea story; in itself-- just one hair's-breadth escape after another.

Ever read _Treasure Island ?_" "_Did I!_" I said.
Then he said, "Well _Treasure Island_ is like a church social compared to what I've been through.

Some day I'm going to tell you about it." I said, "I wish you'd tell me now." "Some night around the camp-fire I'll tell you," he said.