"Where did you see it?"
"In the store."
"Before we came?"
"While you were there. When Miss Pryse locked the door, it was all over the place. While we were in the kitchen she got it swept out of sight."
"Good God!" screamed Bill; "if only I'd known. You little devil, if only I'd guessed it!"
His vile face was convulsed and distorted with greed and rage; his hairy, four-fingered fist shaking savagely in Engelhardt's face. Bo's'n remonstrated again.
"What's the sense o' that, messmate? For God's sake shut it! A fat lot we could ha' done without a horse between us."
"We could have rushed the store, stretched 'em stiff——"
"And carried a hundredweight o' silver away in our bluies! No, no, my hearty; it's a darn sight better as it is. What do you say, Simons?"
"I'm glad you waited, but I'm bleedin' dry."