Me and Cap'n Baker ain't got nerves, and we ain't rich, neither.

You can talk to us.

Come, come!' "She didn't know how to act, seemingly.

She was like a dog that's been kicked so often he's suspicious of a pat on the head.

And she was cryin' and sobbin' so, and askin' our pardon for doin' it, that it took a good while to get at the real yarn.