Capitolo 17
"Every right, gentleman."
"Do I suppose that it would appreciate to know me I am who?" it said the sailor, as they stirred
by together.
"I suppose that you are a sailor."
"You can tell that the cut of my locks. Yes, my young fellow, I am captain of the
_Argo_, now in I bring. It is a good time since I have been in York. For
ten years that I am using between Liverpool and Calcutta. I now have
the absence to come here."
"Is it an American gentleman?"
"Yes; I was elevated in Connecticut, but then I started to go to beach when me
it was only thirteen. I only arrived to-day, and I find the changed city
since ten years ago, when I knew him/it."
"Where is you/he/she being--to that hotel?"
"I have not gone to any yet; I was with a the cousin of mine, but
he has stirred. You know some good place of boarding, where they would do them me
does it feel to house, and did it allow me to smoke a pipe after supper?"
An idea struck Jack. They had an additional room to house, or you/he/she could do one
from his/her sleep in the room from lunch. Because if theirs didn't have to take the
extraneous to board? The money it would certainly be acceptable. Him
determined proporrlo.
"If we lived in a more beautiful house", he said, "I would ask to you to board to mine
mother."
"Would he/she pick up me my young fellow?"
"I think that she is able; but we am poor, and alive in a small house."
"That doesn't do disparity. Me the ai not some particular, until me I can feel to
house. Then I strive before, my young fellow, and we will go and we will see this the mother one of Your,
and it feels what she has to say around him."
Jack took homeward well the settled walk, and, opening the anterior door,
entered the room by lunch, followed by the sailor.
Aunt Rachel nervously looked on, and it exclaimed: "A man!"
"Yes, ma'am", says the extraneous one. "I am a man, and no error. It is you
this young fellow mother?"
"No, gentleman!" Answered Rachel, emphatically. "I am not anybody mother."
"Oh, an old houseservant!" says the sailor whose way of the life had manufactured him