"Yes, Massa Cockle, me make you recollect all about it. When Massa Piper go away, you look at bottel and den you say, `'Fore I go up to bed, I take one more glass for _coming_ up.'--Den I say, `'Pose you do, you nebber be able to _go up_.' Den you say, `Moonshine, you good fellow (you always call me good fellow when you want me), you must help me.' You drink you grog--you fall back in de chair, and you shut first one eye, and den you shut de oder. I see more grog on the table: so I take up de bottel and I say, `Massa Cockle, you go up stairs?' and you say, `Yes, yes--directly.' Den I hold de bottel up and say to you, `Massa, shall I help you?' and you say, `Yes, you must _help_ me.' So den I take one glass of grog, 'cause you tell me to help you." "I didn't tell you to help yourself though, you scoundrel!" "Yes, Massa, when you tell me to help you with de bottel, I 'bey order, and help myself. Den, sar, I waits little more, and I say, `Massa now you go up 'tairs,' and you start up and you wake, and you say, `Yes, yes;' and den I hold up and show you bottel again, and I say, `Shall I _help_ you massa?' and den you say `Yes.' So I 'bey order again, and take one more glass. Den you open mouth and you snore--so I look again and I see one little glass more in bottel, and I call you, `Massa Cockle, Massa Cockle,' and you say, `high--high!'--and den you head fall on you chest, and you go sleep again--so den I call again and I say; `Massa Cockle, here one lilly more drop, shall I drink it?' and you nod you head on you bosom, and say noting--so I not quite sure, and I say again, `Massa Cockle, shall I finish this lilly drop?' and you nod you head once more. Den I say, `all right,' and I say, `you very good helt, Massa Cockle;' and I finish de bottel. Now, Massa, you ab de whole tory, and it all really for true." I perceived that Cockle was quite as much amused at this account of Moonshine's as I was myself, but he put on a bluff look. "So, sir, it appears that you took advantage of my helpless situation, to help yourself." "Massa Cockle, just now you tell Massa Farren dat you drink so much, all for good nature Massa Piper--I do same all for good nature." "Well, Mr Moonshine, I must have some grog," replied Cockle, "and as you helped yourself last night, now you must help me;--get it how you can, I give you just ten minutes--" "'Pose you give gib me ten shillings, sar," interrupted Moonshine, "dat better." "Cash is all gone. I havn't a skillick till quarter-day, not a shot in the locker till Wednesday. Either get me some more grog, or you'll get more kicks than halfpence." "You no ab money--you no ab tick--how I get grog, Massa Cockle? Missy O'Bottom, she tells me, last _quarter_ day, no pay _whole_ bill, she not _half_ like it; she say you great deceiver, and no trust more."