In fact, they touched the sloop.
Felton mounted the ladder first, and gave his hand to Milady, while the sailors supported her, for the sea was still much agitated.
An instant after they were on the deck.
“Captain,” said Felton, “this is the person of whom I spoke to you, and whom you must convey safe and sound to France.”
“For a thousand pistoles,” said the captain.
“I have paid you five hundred of them.”
“That’s correct,” said the captain.
“And here are the other five hundred,” replied Milady, placing her hand upon the bag of gold.
“No,” said the captain, “I make but one bargain; and I have agreed with this young man that the other five hundred shall not be due to me till we arrive at Boulogne.”
“And shall we arrive there?”