I'll be settin' up like a Christian in
future--all of us will. My soul, but Bob Morton an' Willie Spence did
a good job on that boat! It's somethin' to have a young chap with
brains like that marryin' into the family! I'll bet there's 'most
nothin' on earth he couldn't tackle."
"You're right!" Captain Phineas chimed in. "If Delight's got to get
married--an' we'd be a lot of selfish brutes not to want her to--she
certainly has picked a promisin' husband. You can lose money--fling it
away or have it stolen from you--but you can't lose brains."
"That's so, Phineas! That's so!" Zenas Henry said. "Besides, 'tain't
as if he was takin' her to Indiana. New York ain't fur. Why, I'll
stake a catch of mackerel we could fetch up at that Long Island place
in the _Sea Gull_."
"Of course we could, Zenas Henry," agreed Captain Jonas, flashing a
glance of affection into his friend's face. "There's no question about
it. Take a good clear day an' the sea runnin' right, we could make it
without a mite of trouble. Long Island wouldn't be anything of a
cruise.
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