No, sir; that may not be.

I have a notion that the first foreign fish I shall eat will be found in the island of Jamaica, for my father said, that possibly he might first take a trip there, where lives my mother's brother, whom we have not seen for a long time.

But, as I told you before, nobody must know this.

And now I must go to my supper, and you must take yours home with you." "And I am sure it will be the sweetest fish," he said, "that was ever caught in all these waters.

But I beg, before you go, you will promise me one thing." "Promise you!" said she, quite loftily.
"Yes," he answered; "tell me that, no matter where you go, you will not leave Bridgetown without letting me know of it ?" "I will not, indeed," said she; "and if it is to Jamaica we go, perhaps my father--but no, I don't believe he will do that.