“Because the custom house officers are loitering about my vessel.”
“Verdomd! you been smuggling!” cries the senior partner. “If you’ve been getting us into trouble by your infamous sailor notions on that point, Captain Blanco, you can stay here and face it. I won’t help you.”
This answer is discouraging. It shows Chester that Jacobszoon knows nothing of his junior’s operations with the twelve cases of goods.
Guy goes out and loiters about the entrance of the office, determined to see Olins.
That gentleman is an early office bird, notwithstanding his vigil of the night before, and he encounters him coming down Wool street.
“I must have a word with you, Mijn Heer Olins,” he says. [[151]]
“Yes, come to the office.”
“No, in private, and not at your office.”
“Very well, this wine room,” answers Olins, looking hard at Guy, and leads the way to a place of refreshment with which apparently he is familiar, as the two get a private room together.
“Now,” he says, “is it the money for that smuggling business, Capitan Blanco? I’ll have it for you in a few minutes, if your crew is impatient.”