Why, what would your mars and pars say to me if I took you into dangers 'orrible and full o' woe?
Nay, nay, I arn't a young harem-scarem-brained chap, and I shan't do it: my boat's too good.
So look here, if you two likes to come for a bit o' fishing, I'll take the big scrarping spoon with me, and go to a bank I know after we've done, and try and fish you up a basket o' oysters.

If you comes you comes, but if you arn't wi' me soon arter dinner, why, I hystes my sail and goes by myself.

So what do you say ?" "I can't say anything without seeing Mike Ladelle first.

Look here: I'm going to him this afternoon, and if he'll come, we'll run over to the little dock where your boat is." "Very good, young gen'leman; on'y mind this: if you arn't there punctooal, as folks call it, I'm off without you, and you'll be sorry, for there's a powerful lot o' fish about these last few days." "Don't wait if we're not there directly after dinner," said Vince.
Old Daygo chuckled.
"You needn't be afraid of that, my lad," he said; "and mind this,--if you're late and I've started, I'm not coming back, so mind that.
D'reckly you've had your bit o' dinner, or I'm gone." "All right, Joe," cried Vince; and he hurried in, feeling pulled both ways, for he could not help nursing the idea that, once out a short distance at sea, he might be able to coax the old fisherman into taking them as close as he could safely get to the ridge of rocks which hid the little rounded cove from passers-by..