That's right, all shipshape and above board!" It was the old captain of Topsail Island, counting over in his gnarled paw one hundred and twenty-five dollars in crisp bills which he had just received from the paying teller.
"You must be going to be married, captain," Sam heard the teller remark jocularly.
"Not yet a while," the captain laughed back.

"That ther motor uv mine that I left ter be fixed up is goin' ter cost me fifty dollars, and the other seventy-five I'm calculating ter keep on hand in my safe fer a while.

I'm kind uv figgerin' on gettin' a new dinghy--my old one is just plum full uv holes.

I rowed over frum the island this mornin', and I declar' ter goodness, once or twice I thought I'd swamp." Sam slipped out of the bank without speaking to the captain, whom, indeed, since the episode of the melon patch, he had no great desire to encounter.
As he made his way toward his home in no very amiable mood, he was hailed from the opposite side of the street by Jack Curtiss and Bill Bender.
"Any news of the boat ?" demanded Jack, as he and Bill crossed over and slapped their crony on the back with great assumed heartiness.
"Yes, and mighty bad news, too, in one way.

She's safe enough.