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How dare you think such a thing!" replied Dan, sternly; for he was vexed enough to pitch Cyd overboard for indulging in such a suspicion. "Mossifus! Dat's jus de way dis chile was." "Silence! She has fainted. She is better now. See! She is opening her eyes."
All dat's bery fine, and Cyd's gwine to set down at de fus table." "Here, Cyd," called Dan, through the sky-light, as he proceeded to pass down the breakfast. "Put them on the table." "Mossifus! Do you think Cyd don't know what to do wid dese yere tings? I knows what fried bacon's fur!"
"Mind how you steer, then!" replied Dan, hastening to the assistance of his terrified companion. "Don't you see you have thrown her up into the wind, so that the sails don't draw a bit!" "Mossifus! dis chile don't wan't to be food for de dogs."
"Suppose we had left the boats?" "Mossifus! He tell four stout boys to git in de club-boat, and streak it down de riber like an alligator arter a possum. Yah! ha, ha!" roared Cyd, holding on to his sides. "Do you see why I have taken all the boats?" "Yes, Dandy Dan; I sees into it jes like a millstone. You'se got a long head, Dan. But what ye gwine to do wid de paint?"
"Hoist the foresail, Cyd," said the skipper. "Mossifus! Dis chile tinks de boat's gwine fas enough," answered Cyd, "but I'se gwine to do jus what you say, Massa Dandy." "Do it then." Cyd did do it then; but it was evident to the commander of the Isabel that the "crew" of his vessel was in a lamentable state of insubordination.
Suppose he should be there, and we should happen to go near his plantation?" "Hossifus!" groaned Cyd. "Massa Raybone down dar! Dis chile gubs it all up den." "Don't give up yet, Cyd," laughed Dan. "Mossifus! If dis nigger see ole massa, he done sink into de ground, like a catfish in de mud." "You haven't seen him yet, Cyd; and what is more, I don't believe you will see him."
"I didn't mean to have you work, Lily," said Dan. "You have been a lady's-maid all your life, and never did any work." "Well, I know how; and I'm going to do my share. I should not feel right to live like a lady here. I mean to do all the work in the cabin, and the cooking too." "No, Cyd and I will do that." "Mossifus! Do all dat, and all de rest too."
Lily and Dandy both enjoyed his confusion, for it was a great puzzle to him to know how they were to find their way through the swamp by the aid of this little book, as he called it. A lantern was lighted, and Lily unfolded the map, and spread it out upon one of the berths. "Mossifus!" exclaimed Cyd, when he had carefully examined the map, and the lantern was prudently extinguished.
"Mind me, or I'll put you on shore!" cried Dandy, angrily. "Mossifus! I'se gwine, Dandy," said Cyd as he stepped into the tender, and paddled off to the Edith, which was moored a short distance above. Presently he returned, and the painter of the race boat was made fast to a cleat on the quarter of the Isabel.
If Dan was not so extravagant as his companion on deck, he was not less rejoiced, especially as the wind from this quarter promised to be a strong one. The bateau was hastily hoisted upon the deck of the Isabel, and the sails trimmed to catch the first breath of the coming breeze. "Mossifus!
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