The giant Indian was delighted to rejoin Biff, his uncle, and Derek. Brilliant white teeth glinted in the sunlight as Crunch wore a perpetual grin on his face.
“What about Dietz?” Uncle Charlie asked.
“Did he locate the pearl fishery while we were gone?” Biff’s question tumbled out after his uncle’s.
“No find fishery,” Crunch said, still grinning. “Dietz look hard, though. Very mad when he find how you fool him.”
“Good,” Biff said. All of them smiled at his news.
“But Dietz do something else,” Crunch went on. “Him get some kind of paper from government.”
“What do you mean, Crunch? What sort of paper?” Charles Keene asked.
“Crunch not understand. Ask questions though. Paper say maybe you don’t find fishery very sudden, then claim no good any more.”
“How can that be, Uncle Charlie?” Biff asked.
“I don’t know, Biff. I’d have to see a copy of it.”