human
Those boxes yonder are where Cap'n Abe keeps his fishhooks. But isn't he here?
gpt
He's off, Cap'n Amazon replied.
human
Up anchor'd and sailed 'bout soon's I come. Been ready to go quite a spell, I shouldn't wonder. Had his chest all packed and sent it to the depot by a wagon. Walked over himself airly to ketch the train. These the hooks, son?
gpt
But where's he _gone_?
human
On a v'y'ge, replied Cap'n Amazon.
gpt
Why shouldn't he? Seems he's been lashed here, tight and fast, for c'nsider'ble of a spell. He and this store of hisn was nigh 'bout spliced. I don't see how he _has_ weathered it so long.
human
Gone away!
gpt
Young man, what's your name? he asked bluntly. Lawford told him.
human
Wal, it strikes me, Cap'n Amazon said,
gpt
I am upset, I declare!
human
Sure you got the right hooks this time?
gpt
Yes. I believe so.
human
Then if your _Merry Andrew_--what is she, cat-rigged or----
gpt
Sloop.
human
Then if your _Merry Andrew_ sloop's a-waiting for you, _that's_ the way out, said Cap'n Amazon coolly, pointing with his pipestem to the door.
gpt
Come again--when you want to buy anything in Abe's stock. Good day!