“Are we going to stay here for the night?” the latter asked.
“Yes,” replied Morris.
“Do you think it safe?”
“Why not?”
“We cannot have traveled over forty miles.”
“But this is an unfrequented part of the coast. We will decide what to do by the morning. That boy has spoiled all our plans.”
“Then you have given up all idea of the insurance money?”
“I shall be glad if we get free and can get enough from the sale of the yacht to take us to some distant place.”
“You have the money from the sale of your property at Watertown?”
“Yes, all but the Bertram mortgage. I ordered my lawyer to foreclose and sell old Bertram out. I’m glad I did now,” remarked Morris, with malignant satisfaction expressed on his evil features.