Curlew. Joe said he would sell her to us cheap. But the trouble was that the boat needed three people, while we were only two.
"Of course I shall be taking Chee-Chee," said the Doctor. "But although he is very quick and clever, he is not as strong as a man. We really ought to have another person to sail a boat as big as that."
"I know of a good sailor, Doctor," said Joe—"a first-class seaman who would be glad of the job."
"No, thank you, Joe," said Doctor Dolittle. "I don't want any seamen. I couldn't afford to hire them. And then they hamper me so, seamen do, when I'm at sea. They're always wanting to do things the proper way; and I like to do them my way—Now let me see: who could we take with us?"
"There's Matthew Mugg, the cat's-meat-man," I said.
"No, he wouldn't do. Matthew's a very nice fellow, but he talks too much—mostly about his rheumatism. You have to be frightfully particular whom you take with you on long voyages."
"How about Luke the Hermit?" I asked.
"That's a good idea—splendid—if he'll come. Let's go and ask him right away."
