The Catamaran was filled to repletion with plunder, which they spent part of the night in cataloguing.
That night they spent on board.
About six hours they devoted to sleep.
Monday came on board about breakfast time with Clara and Mole.
Jack’s wife could not keep away from him.
She was installed in the chief cabin.
“Me good cook, massa,” said Monday; “let me take the galley; turn you out breakfast.”
“Go ahead,” replied Jack.
Monday went to his work delighted.
Mr. Mole paced the deck to keep a lookout as he said.