Youdon’tmindmycallin’you’Crawford，’doyou？“headded，turningtothatyounggentleman。“I’moldenoughtobeyourfather，foronething，andforanotherahandle’sallrightonajugorasasspan，butdon’tseemasif’twasnecessarytotakeholdofafriend’snameby。AndIhopewe’regoin’tobefriends，wethree。“
Crawfordsaidhehopedso，too，andhesaiditwithemphasis。
“Good！“exclaimedtheCaptainwithenthusiasm。“Andwe’llcementthefriendship——thebookfellersarealwaystellin’aboutcementin’
friendships——withthissupperofours，eh？IfweonlyhadsomeofIsaiah’slastbatchofmincemeatwecouldsartinlydoitwiththat；
itwasthenighestthingtocementeverIsawputonatable。I