The consciousness of having just been talking of him, however, of having visited that shop for the express purpose of talking about him, made the explaining process a trifle embarrassing.
"Oh, howd'ye do, howd'ye do, Cap'n Hunniwell ?" stammered Gabriel.
"Nice day, ain't it, sir?
Yes, sir, 'tis a nice day.

I was just-- er--that is, I just run in to see Shavin's here; to make a little call, you know.

We was just settin' here talkin', wan't we, Shavin's--Jed, I mean ?" Mr.Winslow stood his completed sailor man in a rack to dry.
"Ya-as," he drawled, solemnly, "that was about it, I guess.

Have a chair, Sam, won't you?
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