"You'd look pretty, you two, philandering off, like the babes in the wood, twenty-five hundred miles, 'with all the world before you where to choose!'" And the Captain's features, which had worn an indignant air as he began the sentence, relaxed into a broad smile.

Whether it was at the felicity of his own quotation, or at the mental picture he drew of Pepper and myself on our travels.
I couldn't tell, and I didn't care.

I was heart-broken.

How could I face my chum after all the dazzling inducements I had held out to him?
My grandfather, seeing that I took the matter seriously, pointed out the difficulties of such a journey and the great expense involved.

He entered into the details of my father's money troubles, and succeeded in making it plain to me that my wishes, under the circumstances, were somewhat unreasonable.