"I do not."

"I'm Lawry's brother; and that makes it that Lawry is my brother."

"Then you are Benjamin Wilford?"

"That's my name; but Ben Wilford sounds a good deal more natural to
me. I heard the old man had got into trouble, and I came up to see
about it, though I'm out of a job just now, and couldn't do anything
better. I hear that Lawry owns a steamboat, and I didn't know but
he'd want some help. Where is she?"

"She's on the bottom, out there by the Goblins," answered Ethan,
pointing to the raft. "We are at work raising her."

"Can you get her up, do you think?"

"Yes; I have no doubt we shall have her at the top of the water by
to-morrow night."

"I've come just in time, then," added the young man. "I think I know
something about a steamboat."

Ethan did not like the looks of Lawry's brother. His bloated face
was against him, and the young engineer, without knowing anything
more about him than his swaggering manner and red face revealed,
wished he had stayed away a few days longer.

"I'll go in and see the old woman, and get some breakfast; then I'll
go up with you and see what you are doing," said Ben Wilford.