“You’ll never get it.”
“I’ll have the pleasure of knowing that I’ve paid off this boy for making all this trouble.”
Parker looked avariciously at the well-filled pocket-book that Morris exhibited as he looked over some papers it contained.
At that moment one of the crew came below.
“Well?” said Morris, interrogatively.
“We’re moored for the night.”
“All right. Tell the others to watch for an hour or two.”
“All right, captain.”
The sailor returned to the deck, but soon reappeared.
Morris ordered him to bring them some liquor from a cupboard.