Dan'l said: "Everywhere aboard her, Faith. The stuff's well hidden, sure...."
Faith said quietly: "If it's not on the Sally, it's near her. Search the boats, Mr. Tobey."
Dan'l nodded. "But it'd not be in them," he said. "That's sure enough."
"It's nowhere else, you say. Try...."
Willis Cox and Brander turned toward where their boats hung by the rail; and Faith called quietly: "Willis, Mr. Brander. Let Mr. Tobey do the searching."
Willis stopped readily enough; Brander—forewarned, perhaps, by some instinctive fear—hesitated; she spoke to him again. "Mr. Brander."
He stood still where he was. Dan'l was looking through his own boat at the moment. He passed to old Tichel's; to that of Willis Cox. Brander's came last. He flashed his lantern in it as he had in the others, studied it from bow to stern, opened the stern locker beneath the cuddy boards....
There was a jug there; a jug that in the other boats had contained water. He pulled the stopper and smelled....
"By God, Faith, it's here!" he cried.