Both men then looked with a weird unholy interest in the wake of Gaffer's boat.
'Why, yes, I have,' said Gaffer. 'I have been swallowing too much of that word, Pardner.
'Since when was you no pardner of mine, Gaffer Hexam Esquire?'
Accused of robbing a live man!' said Gaffer, with great indignation.
'And what if I had been accused of robbing a dead man, Gaffer?'
'Gaffer! If you think to get rid of me this way--.'
A neophyte might have fancied that the ripples passing over it were dreadfully like faint changes of expression on a sightless face; but Gaffer was no neophyte and had no fancies.