`` That 's why I want it put in . '' `` We 'll collaborate , '' cried Owen delightedly . `` You will give the soul and I the body . Oh , we 'll write a famous book between us , Captain Jim . And we 'll get right to work . '' `` And to think my book is to be writ by the schoolmaster 's grandson ! '' exclaimed Captain Jim . `` Lad , your grandfather was my dearest friend . I thought there was nobody like him . I see now why I had to wait so long . It could n't be writ till the right man come . You BELONG here -- you 've got the soul of this old north shore in you -- you 're the only one who COULD write it . '' It was arranged that the tiny room off the living room at the lighthouse should be given over to Owen for a workshop . It was necessary that Captain Jim should be near him as he wrote , for consultation upon many matters of sea-faring and gulf lore of which Owen was quite ignorant . He began work on the book the very next morning , and flung himself into it heart and soul . As for Captain Jim , he was a happy man that summer . He looked upon the little room where Owen worked as a sacred shrine . Owen talked everything over with Captain Jim , but he would not let him see the manuscript . `` You must wait until it is published , '' he said . `` Then you 'll get it all at once in its best shape . ''
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