"Jonathan," sez he, a risin from the locker, and diggin both hands in his old trousers pocket, "Jonathan, its time for us tu haul up stakes and go hum." The tears run down the old chap's face, as he said this, and he turned his face away that I shouldn't see them. I tried tu think of what had turned up tu make the captin take on so. My head beat like a drum--I partly remembered the cider, the cards and Miss Sneers. I looked at Captin Doolittle; he had the poor old empty wallet in his hands, and I could see the tears drop into it. I lay down agin, kivered my face with the piller, and burst out a cryin. I guess I lay still a cryin like a baby as much as ten minutes and there sot Captin Doolittle a holdin the empty wallet all the time. At last I sot up an eend and looked at the captin as well as I dare, and sez I, "Captin what shall I du?" The Captin he looked up, and sez he, "Jonathan you'd better fust tell me jest what you have done a'ready." I sot to as well as I could and told him the hull story about Miss Sneers, the theatre, playing cards, the bird supper, and the cider. When I'd got through he shook his head sort of mournful, and sez he-- "Jonathan, this is a bad business; you've made a shote of yourself and gambled all your father's money away; it's eenamost as bad as stealen." "Oh don't say that are," sez I, a kiverin my face with both hands. "I feel bad enough without bein twitted of what I've done, gracious knows?" "Wal, I know it aint generous tu strike a feller when he's down," sez the captin, "but what is to be done? That's the question." "Wal," sez the Captin, "supposin you put on your things and we'll go up to that consarned gamblin hole and see if any thing can be done to git the money back. I hain't no doubt but that Miss Sneers will be tickled tu death tu see you agin." I got up and dressed myself as well as I could for my head ached as if it would crack open. The Captin he was as good as any thing; he poured a hull pitcher full of cold water over my hair, and arter making me drink a strong cup of tea, I felt kinder better about the head, but oh Lord a massy, how my heart ached! I felt so down in the mouth that I couldn't talk, so we both started off towards that consarned house agin. "Now Jonathan," sez the Captin, as we got agin the steps, "it goes agin the grain tu say so, but you jest make believe that I am a police officer, and keep a stiff upper lip, ring the bell and walk right in; I'll come arter and we'll du their bisness for em in less than no time." I rung the bell. "Is Miss Sneers tu hum?" sez I. "No," sez he, as quick as lightning, "she went into the country this morning." I was a going tu say that I'd seen her, when Captin Doolittle pushed right by and giving the nigger a shove on one side, sez he, "Walk in, Jonathan, walk in and make yourself tu hum." With that he dove into the hall and I arter him--he opened the side door into the room we were in the night before, and gin a peak round.