"How? If we wait until their arrival, it will be too late."
"By no means. My steamboat lies out but a short distance, and we can board it and sail for la belle France, in defiance."
"What! without unloading?"
"Bah! what are a few thousand dollars to life? Besides, the goods will sell again, for full value, at Havre."
CHAPTER XI.
A FATHER'S BRUTALITY.
After the departure of Silly Sue, Fritz sunned himself until his garments were dried; then rising, he began to cast about him for something to eat.
"I don'd know better I go back mit der tavern, or not!" he mused. "I dinks dot vas an onhealthy blace, und yet I vould like somedings to ead, very bad."
Climbing to the top of the bluff, he passed the old mansion, and followed the country road for some distance, in hopes of finding an orchard or watermelon patch. And he was successful.