"I might meet some other person in the town who knows me." "All right; but I ought to see Captain Flanger as soon as possible, for I shall ask him to buy the boat," replied Percy uneasily.

"You might land me, and then sail another hour or two yourself." "Very well; that will suit me exactly.

Skipper, this gentleman wishes to be put on shore; but I desire to sail another hour or two," said Christy, addressing the boatman.
"All right, sir; I will go to the wharf if you say so, but I can put the other gentleman into that boat which has just come over the bar.

The boatman is a friend of mine." "Who is he, David ?" asked Percy.
"Jim Peckson." "I know him, and I will go up in his boat if you will hail him," answered the young Southerner.

"I suppose the arrangement is well understood," he added, dropping his voice so that the boatman could not hear him.