I'd never had two shillin' of my own in my hull life.

But the more I thought on't the uneasier I got.

Somethin' seemed pullin' an' haulin' at me, an' fin'ly I gin in.

I allowed I'd see that percession anyway if it took a leg, an' mebbe I c'd git back 'ithout nobody missin' me.

'T any rate, I'd take the chances of a lickin' jest once--fer that's what it meant--an' I up an' put fer the village lickity-cut.