"But look here, Cap'n Cod," he continued, "you haven't yet explained what you know of this young fellow, and his suspicious, or, to say the least, queer performances on the river." "Cap'n Cod!" interrupted Winn.

"Is your name Cap'n Cod ?" "It is a name that I have been known to answer to," replied the owner of the _Whatnot_; "and after my performance of last evening I don't suppose I shall ever be allowed to claim any other." "If you had only told me all your names in the first place," said Winn, with a sly twinkle in his eyes, "I should probably have done the same.
I have so often heard my father speak of Cap'n Cod's goodness and honesty and bravery, that I should have been perfectly willing to trust him; though I was a bit suspicious of the Sheriff's friend, Mr.Aleck Fifield." "It's not the Sheriff's friends you need be suspicious of, my lad, but his enemies," interrupted Mr.Riley; "and I wonder if you haven't fallen in with them already.

As I now understand this case, you came down the river on a raft until you reached the island near which I found you.

What became of your raft at that point ?" "That is what I would like to know," replied the boy.
"What!" cried Billy Brackett.

"Do you mean to say that you don't know where the raft is ?" "No more than I know how you happen to be here instead of out in California, where I supposed you were until five minutes ago.