"I'm giving you my word that we'll play fair, as you call it. You'll get your checks, and all I ask is fair play in return."
"My way o' lookin' at it," said Jarrow. "I thought you'd find it a open an' shut game, an' I spoke as I did so's you'd have time to pack an' stow the boats, if ye don't want to stay aboard to-night. But there ain't no call for you leavin' here 'less we git a wind."
"We'll take that up later," said Locke.
"I'd like a letter from you, as how ye've bought the schooner," said Jarrow. "Ye can say's ye've decided to remain here, and I'm to attend to some things in Manila, so's it'll look natural like."
"As you say," said Locke. "If you'll fetch my coat, I'll write out a check—the checks. And my pen's with the book."
"I'll bring some paper," said Jarrow, with a glance at Trask. "If you don't mind, unload your gun, and give me the ca'tridges. I'll turn 'em over to ye when ye leave for the island. How's that?"
"I'll compromise," said Trask. "Suppose Miss Locke keeps the gun? You'd hardly expect Miss Locke to shoot you in the back, would you?"
"I'll take the ca'tridges," said Jarrow, coming down and holding out his hand. "I ain't figurin' on anybody changin' their mind, but it'll be better to make sure."
"Give him what he wants," said Locke. "We'll play the game as the cards run."
So Trask took out the magazine, and removed the cartridge from the chamber of the pistol and surrendered the ammunition.