"
"Why, Mr. Gallup! You're quite as bad as Betty. One would think to hear
you and her talk that Cap'n Amazon was a fratricide."
"Huh?"
"That he had murdered his brother," explained the girl.
"That's fratter side, is it? Well, I don't take no stock in such
foolishness. Them's Bet Gallup's notions, Cap'n Am'zon's all right, to
_my_ way o' thinkin'. I was talkin' about Cap'n Abe."
"I do not understand you at all, then," said the puzzled girl.
"I see you don't just foller me," he replied patiently. "I ain't casting
no alligators at your Uncle Am'zon. It's Cap'n Abe. I doubt his goin'
to sea at all. I bet he never shipped aboard that craft his brother
tells about."
"Goodness! Why not?"
"'Cause he ain't a sea-goin' man. There's a few o' such amongst Cape
Codders. Us'ally they go away from the sea before they git found out,
though."
"'Found out?'" the girl repeated with exasperation. "Found out in
_what_?"
"That they're _scare't_ o' blue water," Washy said decidedly. "Nobody
'round here ever seen Cap'n Abe outside the Haven.
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