She was prevailed on to take the captain's arm at length, greatly to Jack's amusement.

He was still more amused when a boy picked up her handkerchief which she had accidentally dropped, and, restoring it to the captain, said, "Here's your wife's handkerchief, gov'nor." "Ho! ho!" laughed the captain.

"He takes you for my wife, ma'am." "Ho! ho!" echoed Jack, equally amused.
Aunt Rachel turned red with confusion.

"I am afraid I ought not to have come," she murmured.

"I feel ready to drop." "You'd better not drop just yet," said the captain--they were just crossing the street--"wait till it isn't so muddy." On the whole, Aunt Rachel decided not to drop.
The _Argo_ was a medium-sized vessel, and Jack in particular was pleased with his visit.