If you think there's any danger of Milt not tendin' to
his clammin' proper whilst she's here you'd better send him on a cruise
with Cap'n Durgin. The _Tryout_ sails for the Banks to-morrow, I
understand."
"No, Washy. That was my A'nt Matildy I went away to help bury ten
years ago. She's still dead--an' this ain't her daughter. This is my
ha'f sister's child, she that was Miriam Card. She got married to a
scientific chap that works for the government, I guess when you write
to Washington for your garden seeds next spring, you better ask about
him, if ye want to know more'n _I_ can tell ye."
"You got it right for once't, Joab. I do expect Cap'n Am'zon. Mebbe
to-night. He may come over from the depot with Perry Baker--I can't
tell. What'll I do with the girl? Land sakes! ain't Cap'n Am'zon just
as much her uncle as _I_ be? Some o' you fellers better stow your
jaw-tackle if Cap'n Am'zon does heave to here. For he ain't no tame
cat, like I told you."
"You back again, Lawford Tapp? Hi-mighty! what you forgot this time?
Fishhooks? Goin' fishin', be you? Wal, in my 'pinion you're throwin'
your hook into unproductive waters around here, as ye might say.
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