Sube was still gazing at the banknote when cathead came out of the house.
"They're in the pantry," said Sube as he started to follow cathead down the stairs.
All of them started at the hollow echoing sound of Sube's voice, and cathead made a movement towards the window.
As cathead reached the bottom of the stairs, Sube dived under the bed.
"You ain't told me what you're all dressed up for," cathead reminded him presently.
Not that he was afraid cathead would tell; he had no thought of that.
The natural thing would have been to tell cathead the truth, all the truth, and nothing but the truth.
In due time cathead gruffly bade the child to come in and have a little liquor.
The whale crashed into the bows of the Essex, staving them completely in directly under the cathead.
Sube jumped back, ready for another antagonist, as cathead entered.