But 'twould be a pleasant thought to carry off to the ends of the earth that you, my benefactors, were living in wealth, enriched (if I may say it without presumption) by a chance word of mine.

I tell you I know something of these matters--" "I thought you'd passed your days privateerin'," put in Jim Lewarne, who was the only hostile listener, perhaps because he saw no chance of sharing in the promised wealth.
"Jim, hold your tongue!" snapped Ruby.
"I ask you," went on the stranger, without deigning to answer, "I ask you if it does not look like Providence?
Here have you been for years, dwelling amid wealth of which you never dreamed.

A ship is wrecked close to your doors, and of all her crew the one man saved is, perhaps, the one man who could enlighten you.

You feed him, clothe him, nurse him.

As soon as he can crawl about, he picks a walking-stick out of half-a-dozen or more in the hall, and goes out with you to take a look at the farm.