It's yours and welcome, Harve, because we're dory-mates, and so on and so forth, an' so followin'.

Catch a-holt!" He held it out, belt and all.
"But look at here.

Dan, I don't see--" "Take it.

'Tain't no use to me.

I wish you to hev it." The temptation was irresistible.