You told me, you know, that you were going in the steamboat; and after I left the shop, what should I see but a big picture of a steamboat on a wall.

It said, 'Bath, Gardiner, and Hallowell,' on the bill; and I knew that was where you meant to go.

So this afternoon I hunts round and finds the steamboat.

I thought I never should have found it, but here I am." "What are you going to do ?" "Going into the book business," replied Tom, with a smile.
"Where are your books ?" "Down stairs, in the cellar of the steamboat, or whatever you call it." "Where did you get them ?" "Bought 'em, of course." "Did you?
Where ?" "Well, I don't remember the name of the street now.

I could go right there if I was in the city, though." "Would they trust you ?" Tom hesitated.