"Who is in charge of her?"
"A sailor named Bill Goss."
"Is he a—ahem—a man to be trusted?"
"I guess I can trust him," snickered Mumps. "If he dared to give me away, I could send him to jail."
"You mean that you—er—have him—ahem—in your power?"
"That's it, Mr. Crabtree."
"Very good. And is be, a good sailor?"
"As good as any on the river."
"Then he can sail the yacht down the river without mishap?"
"He can take her to Florida, if you wish to go that far."