“In more ways than one,” was the hearty answer. “Follow me below, gentlemen.”
There, upon the table the bag was opened, the money poured forth.
Not much time was required in the counting. Two thousand dollars was restored to the bag. The balance, sixty dollars, Hal stowed away in his own pockets.
“My own money,” he announced. “Ramirez, how can I ever thank you for all your honesty and goodness?”
“Since your people have been our friends for three years,” came the reply, “it is enough for me to know that I have served an American. And now I must take my leave of this vessel.”
“I also,” replied Hal, rising.
“You?” echoed Ramirez, amazed, while Captain Blodgett looked gravely on.
“Certainly,” rejoined Hal; “I am going with you.”
“With me, senor? Where, may I ask?”
“To the long grass, if you will take me.”