Not aflaid." "No, no; you don't understand," I cried, laughing.

"We give you six dollars instead of three." Ching nodded, and the silver money disappeared up his sleeve.

Then his body writhed a little, and the arm and hand appeared again in the loose sleeve.
"Sailor boy 'teal Ching dollar ?" "Oh no," I said confidently.
"No pullee tail ?" "Ah, that I can't answer for," I said.

"Twist it up tightly." "To be sure," said Barkins.

"It don't do to put temptation in the poor fellows' way.