"That's good," says he, emphatically; "that's very good. I 'low I've
fetched ye up very well."
Judith came with the bottle and little brown jug: she had displaced me
from this occupation.
"O' course," says my uncle, in somewhat doubtful and ungenerous
invitation, "ye'll be havin' a little darn ol' rum with a ol'
shipmate. Ye've doubtless learned manners abroad," says he.
'Twas a delight to hear the fond fellow tempt me against his will: I
smiled.
"Jus' a little darn, Dannie," he repeated, but in no convivial way.
"Jus' a little nip--with a ol' shipmate?"