when? says
you,” he
added.
“Why, from
about noon
observation
to about
six
bells.”
“Good,”
said I,
“and now
may I go?”
“You won’t
forget?”
he
inquired
anxiously.
“Precious
sight, and
reasons of
his own,
says you.
Reasons of
his own;
that’s the
mainstay;
as between
man and
man. Well,
then” –
still
holding me
– ”I
reckon you
can go,
Jim. And,
Jim, if
you was to
see
Silver,
you
wouldn’t
go for to
sell Ben
Gunn? Wild
horses
wouldn’t
draw it
from you?
