I thought at first that the Turk might take me with him when next
he went to sea, and so I should find some way to get free; but
the hope did not last long, for at such times he left me on shore
to see to his crops. This kind of life I led for two years, and
as the Turk knew and saw more of me, he made me more and more
free. He went out in his boat once or twice a week to catch a
kind of flat fish, and now and then he took me and a boy with
him, for we were quick at this kind of sport, and he grew quite
fond of me.

One day the Turk sent me in the boat to catch some fish, with no
one else but a man and a boy. While we were out so thick a fog
came on that though we were out not half a mile from the shore,
we quite lost sight of it for twelve hours; and when the sun rose
the next day, our boat was at least ten miles out at sea. The
wind blew fresh, and we were all much in want of food, but at
last, with the help of our oars and sail, we got back safe to
land.

When the Turk heard how we had lost our way, he said that the
next time he went out, he would take a boat that would hold all
we could want if we were kept out at sea. So he had quite a state
room built in the long boat of his ship, as well as a room for us
slaves. One day he sent me to trim the boat, as he had two
friends who would go in it to fish with him. But when the time
came they did not go, so he sent me with the man and the
boy--whose name was Xury--to catch some fish for the guests that
were to sup with him.

Now the thought struck me all at once that this would be a good