But
I can't feel to let her out o' my sight, nohow; and as for school,
she ain't the kind to bear it, nor yet I couldn't for her. She's
learnin'!" he added, proudly. "Learnin' well! I'll bet there ain't
no gal in your school knows more nor that little un does. Won'erful,
the way she walks ahead!"
"Get the school readers, hey! and teach her yourself do you?" queried
Captain Nazro.
"No, sir!" replied the old man; "I don't have no school readers. The
child learns out o' the two best books in the world,--the Bible, and
William Shakespeare's book; them's all the books she ever seed--_saw_,
I should say."
"William Shak--" began Captain Nazro; and then he broke off in sheer
amazement, and said, simply, "Well, I'm blowed!"
"The minister giv 'em to me," said Captain January. "I reckon he
knows. There's a dictionary, too," he added, rather sadly; "but I
can't make her take to that, nohow, though there's a power o' fine
words in it."
Then, as the other man remained silent and openmouthed, he said: "But
I must be goin', Cap'n Nazro, sir! The little un'll be lookin' for
me. Good day, sir, and thank ye kindly, all the same as if it was
to be, which it ain't!" And with a friendly gesture, the old man
stepped into his red dory, and rowed away with long, sturdy strokes.
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