Mr. Dunn frowned right into Catty’s eyes, but Catty never moved a muscle; then he turned to the captain. “Step outside,” he said. “I’ll see what this is all about.”
“I ought to stay,” says the captain.
“I guess a couple of kids won’t eat me—even if you’re not here to protect me,” says Mr. Dunn, and then the captain went out.
“Now, what’s it about?” he says.
“Have you got any guns?” says Catty.
“No.... Guns! What are you talking about?”
“Nobody,” says Catty, “has any business going treasure digging without he’s armed to the teeth.”
“Treasure digging! Young man, where did you hear I was treasure digging?”
“I know all about it,” says Catty. “I came to Nantucket on the Albatross.”
“With Browning and Topper.” His teeth showed under his moustache, and then he grinned. “Well, I don’t imagine they’re very happy.”