"I have the child," he repeated, "aboard.

What will you in this case do, Senor?
I propose to take him with me away, to make of him a sailor, to care for him as my son.

You think well of this; you have been kind to the child always, as he tell me?
You are glad to have him remove from the slavery of this old fish, yes ?" He smiled, and bent his dark eyes on his unhappy visitor.
Mr.Bill Hen writhed upon the hook.

"There--there's truth in what you say," he admitted, at length, after seeking counsel in vain from his red bandanna.

"There's truth in what you say, I aint denyin' that.