asked, finally. "We hain't got but ninety cents, an' -"

"Ninety cents!" exclaimed the yacht-owner. "Have you fellers got ninety
cents?"
Joe explained how it happened that they had that amount, and Master
West was so delighted that he acted very much as if he wanted to
embrace them. "You stay right with me," he said, as he took each by the
arm in an affectionate manner, walking with them directly away from the
water. I'll show you where you can sleep, an' nobody won't ever find
you. Now come. up with me, so's we can get what we want."

"What we want?"

"Why, yes, if we're goin' to sail from here to New York we've got to
have some things to eat; so we'll go up an' get some candy, an' some
peanuts, an' crackers, an' a lot of things."

Joe was not just certain whether or no it was wise for him to spend his
money, although it did seem as if it was his duty to do so since
Bartholomew was going to take them home.

He did as the owner of the yacht proposed, spending half of his money
in the purchase of
such dainties as Master West fancied, and then, in order to see if they
had been cheated, as Bartholomew proposed, they sat down on a doorstep
to test the goods.

I t seemed to Joe as if Master West ate a much larger proportion of the
articles he had
purchased than was strictly necessary in order to learn whether they