Then I can't sell it to her; I CAN'T, don't you see ?" Captain Sam grinned.

"Fur's that goes," he suggested, "I don't see's you've got to worry, Jed.

You don't need to sell it, to her or anybody else, unless you want to." But Jed looked dubious.

"I suppose Jonah cal'lated he didn't need to be swallowed," he mused.

"You take it, ma'am, for a month, as a favor to me." "But how can I--like this?
We haven't even settled the question of rent.