Chapter 19 Brown and I Exchange Compliments 

Two trips later, I got into serious trouble. Brown was steering; I was 'pulling down.' My younger brother appeared on the hurricane deck, and shouted to Brown to stop at some landing or other a mile or so below. Brown gave no intimation that he had heard anything. But that was his way: he never condescended to take notice of an under clerk. The wind was blowing; Brown was deaf (although he always pretended he wasn't), and I very much doubted if he had heard the order. If I had two heads, I would have spoken; but as I had only one, it seemed judicious to take care of it; so I kept still. 

Presently, sure enough, we went sailing by that plantation. Captain Klinefelter appeared on the deck, and said-- 

'Let her come around, sir, let her come around. Didn't Henry tell you to land here?' 

'NO, sir!' 

'I sent him up to do, it.' 

'He did come up; and that's all the good it done, the dod-derned fool. He never said anything.' 

'Didn't YOU hear him?' asked the captain of me. 

Of course I didn't want to be mixed up in this business, but there was no way to avoid it; so I said-- 

'Yes, sir.' 

I knew what Brown's next remark would be, before he uttered it; it was-- 

'Shut your mouth! you never heard anything of the kind.' 

I closed my mouth according to instructions. An hour later, Henry entered the pilot-house, unaware of what had been going on. He was a thoroughly inoffensive boy, and I was sorry to see him come, for I knew Brown would have no pity on him. Brown began, straightway-- 
What was Brown doing?
 Brown was steering; 