"You dived for that money?" was the first.
"Yes," replied Ed.
"You didn't get it?"
"I got a tin box. There was no money in it—only papers."
"What did they do to you?"
"They drugged me."
"Say, you are lucky to be alive. Dock Hing is a bad one. It's lucky for you that you met me. Say, I'll help you out of dis providin' you tell me de trute, dat is."
"What do you mean?"
"Dock Hing tinks you must have found two tin boxes down dere. Did yer?"
"What if I did?"