When we'd done he put up his pipe in his pouch and begins to talk.
'It's come just as I said, and knowed it would, through Starlight's cussed flashness and carryin's on in fine company.

If he'd cleared out and made for the Islands as I warned him to do, and he settled to, or as good, afore he left us that day at the camp, he'd been safe in some o' them 'Merikin places he was always gassin' about, and all this wouldn't 'a happened.' 'He couldn't help that,' says Jim; 'he thought they'd never know him from any other swell in Canterbury or wherever he was.

He's been took in like many another man.

What I look at is this: he won't squeak.

How are they to find out that we had any hand in it ?' 'That's what I'm dubersome about,' says father, lightin' his pipe again.
'Nobody down there got much of a look at me, and I let my beard grow on the road and shaved clean soon's I got back, same as I always do.