“You do know what became of Burton Monahan,” Mr. Livingston accused. “I’ve suspected it for a long while.”
“Hold on, I didn’t say that!”
“Nevertheless, I think it may be so. Because Mr. Monahan wanted me to co-operate with you, I’ve tried in every way to obey his wishes. But this is the end, Captain. Even if you were able to guide us to Burton Monahan, I know you would do it only for your own profit!”
“Then it’s no deal?”
“No deal,” Mr. Livingston repeated firmly. “From this hour on, the Scouts go it alone. We’re severing all connection with you.”
Captain Carter’s amused smile implied that the decision was of no great moment.
“Okay, if that’s the way you want it,” he replied with a shrug. “Your cargo will be set ashore tomorrow morning. Now get off the Shark and keep out of my sight! Because I’m warning you that next time we meet, I’ll do you no favors!”
Chapter 10
FURY OF A MOB
True to his word, Captain Carter set all the Scout equipment ashore before dawn the next morning. The various boxes were delivered to the hotel, and a careful inspection satisfied Mr. Livingston and the Explorers that nothing was missing.
Of the captain, no more was seen. Following the unfortunate affair aboard the Shark, the officer carefully avoided the party.