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? ? ? ? "Who is your folks?" he says.

? ? ? ? "The Phelpses, down yonder."

? ? ? ? "Oh," he says. And after a minute, he says: "How'd you say he got shot?"

? ? ? ? "He had a dream," I says, "and it shot him."

? ? ? ? "Singular dream," he says.

? ? ? ? So he lit up his lantern, and got his saddle-bags, and we started. But when he see the canoe, he didn't like the look of her- said she was big enough for one, but didn't look pretty safe for two. I says:

? ? ? ? "Oh, you needn't be afeard, sir, she carried the three of us, easy enough."

? ? ? ? "What three?"

? ? ? ? "Why me and Sid, and- and- the guns; that's what I mean."

? ? ? ? "Oh," he says.

? ? ? ? But he put his foot on the gunnel, and rocked her; and shook his head, and said he reckoned he'd look around for a bigger one. But they was all locked and chained; so he took my canoe, and said for me to wait till he come back, or I could hunt around further, or maybe I better go down home and get them ready for the surprise, if I wanted to.


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