I was about to reply, when Mr. Ranson caught me by the arm and shook his head.
"Don't waste time talking to him," said the lawyer. "He will do and say what he can to get free, but it will not avail him—he will only twist himself up."
"Will I?" sneered Captain Hannock.
"You will. You had better remain quiet and think over what you'll have to say when you come up for a hearing in court."
In a moment more Mr. Henshaw reappeared, with the information that since Lowell had objected so strongly to the coal locker they had put him in the oil closet (the rankest place on board), and now there were two lockers for the two remaining prisoners.
Despite their protestations, Captain Hannock and Crocker were quickly transferred to their improvised cells. They did not wish to be separated, but Mr. Henshaw would have it no other way.
And then we steamed for Boston harbor.