{"id":"01KG8AKS69TV7QNA17N21A13S9","cid":"bafkreieud47giaji5bt2lxtm7mr3kidvvchaxowgcxso3foir2oanf7lhq","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":748,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:14.838Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 3","source_file":"01KG89J1GP71YDJ60P8SRH97MF","start_line":703,"text":"Upon this my benevolent friend thought that here was a grand\r\nopportunity to befriend me.\r\n\r\n“Yes, he’s quite a sportsman,” said he, “he’s got a very valuable\r\nfowling-piece at home, perhaps you would like to purchase it, captain,\r\nto shoot gulls with at sea? It’s cheap.”\r\n\r\n“Oh! no, he had better leave it with his relations,” said the captain,\r\n“so that he can go hunting again when he returns from England.”\r\n\r\n“Yes, perhaps that _would_ be better, after all,” said my friend,\r\npretending to fall into a profound musing, involving all sides of the\r\nmatter in hand. “Well, then, captain, you can only give the boy three\r\ndollars a month, you say?”\r\n\r\n“Only three dollars a month,” said the captain.\r\n\r\n“And I believe,” said my friend, “that you generally give something in\r\nadvance, do you not?”\r\n\r\n“Yes, that is sometimes the custom at the shipping offices,” said the\r\ncaptain, with a bow, “but in this case, as the boy has rich relations,\r\nthere will be no need of that, you know.”\r\n\r\nAnd thus, by his ill-advised, but well-meaning hints concerning the\r\nrespectability of my paternity, and the immense wealth of my relations,\r\ndid this really honest-hearted but foolish friend of mine, prevent me\r\nfrom getting three dollars in advance, which I greatly needed. However,\r\nI said nothing, though I thought the more; and particularly, how that\r\nit would have been much better for me, to have gone on board alone,\r\naccosted the captain on my own account, and told him the plain truth.\r\nPoor people make a very poor business of it when they try to seem rich.\r\n\r\nThe arrangement being concluded, we bade the captain good morning; and\r\nas we were about leaving the cabin, he smiled again, and said, “Well,\r\nRedburn, my boy, you won’t get home-sick before you sail, because that\r\nwill make you very sea-sick when you get to sea.”\r\n\r\nAnd with that he smiled very pleasantly, and bowed two or three times,\r\nand told the steward to open the cabin-door, which the steward did with\r\na peculiar sort of grin on his face, and a slanting glance at my\r\nshooting-jacket. And so we left.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 3"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJNGCKA676R3K250S8MC6","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1GP71YDJ60P8SRH97MF","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKRNTK46ZKWS7RQAHMRBJ","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:15.561Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:23.383Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}