What's to hinder us from doing it, eh?
Nothing?
Right you are, old dog, and we'll do it, too, if we get the chance.

Thus will we discover what sort of stuff he is made of, and get acquainted with his inside self, as Glen Eddy used to say.

So you understand, U-Bim, that you are not to give us away or let on that we are any kin to the Caspars.

_Sabe_?
All right.

Now for a twenty-mile spin down-stream, and then we'll hunt a place to lie by for the night." With this the young man bent lustily to his oars, while Bim sat in the stern of the skiff, alert to every movement made by his master, and swaying his body like that of a genuine cockswain.
Billy Brackett recognized the "Slant Crossing," when they reached it, from the description he had received of its length and direction; but below that point the river for a thousand miles was a blank so far as his personal knowledge of it was concerned.
Although the night was dark, and there were but few guide-lights on the river in those days, he found no difficulty in keeping the channel until the skiff passed through the chute at the head of Winn's island.
At this point the false channel seemed, in the darkness, to be as wide and desirable as the true one, and for a minute he was puzzled as to which he should take.