And yet there I am, and the case'll come up afore me.

What'll I do, Jed?
Shall I resign?
Help me out.

I'm about crazy.

Shall I heave up the job?
Shall I quit ?" Jed put down the brush and the sailor man.

He rubbed his chin.
"No-o," he drawled, after a moment.
"Oh, I shan't, eh?
Why not ?" "'Cause you don't know how, Sam.