41/55 Long Jack called over half a dozen ropes, and Harvey danced over the deck like an eel at ebb-tide, one eye on Tom Platt. "After supper I show you a little schooner I make, with all her ropes. So we shall learn." "Fust-class fer--a passenger," said Dan. "Dad he's jest allowed you'll be wuth your salt maybe 'fore you're draownded. |