No place that we can sail to in our own boat is fur away."
A listener of discrimination might have detected in the dialogue a note
of assumed optimism and suspected that the four old men seated like
images on the piazza rail were trying to buoy up one another's courage,
and in the assumption he would not, perhaps, have been far wrong.
"What do you s'pose this Galbraith has up his sleeve, Zenas Henry, that
he should be comin' over here?" Captain Benjamin Todd speculated,
during a lapse in the conversation. "He has some scheme in mind, you
can be sure of that."
"Why do you always go rootin' up evil like as if you was diggin' fur
clams, Benjamin?" inquired Captain Phineas impatiently, "All Mr.
Galbraith said was he wanted to see Zenas Henry. There surely is no
harm in that. Delight bein' his niece, it's only to be expected he'd
want to get sight of the folks she is livin' with. Most natural thing
in the world, it seems to me. 'Twould be queerer if he didn't show no
interest in the people who have brought her up."
"That's so, Phineas," Captain Jonas echoed.
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