“Yes, Sir, it is; but we are many miles to the northward of Rio, I understand, for Olivarez knows the coast well. We shall not be in to-day, if we are to-morrow.”
“I feel quite strong now,” replied I, “and I want to get up.”
“Do so, Sir,” said he; “but if you hear any one coming down the ladder get into bed again.”
With Ingram’s assistance I dressed myself, and went into the cabin. I reeled as I walked, but as soon as I felt the cool breeze from the stern-ports, I was revived, and in an hour I could walk quite strong.
“Have you heard any more?” inquired I of Ingram.
“Olivarez asked me this morning how you were. I replied that you were recovering fast.”
“‘Very well,’ said he, ‘you will share his fate, whatever it may be, since you have been so careful of him, and have put us in such a dilemma; but I’ll contrive to dispose of you both.’
“I made no reply, Sir, as I knew that would only irritate him.”
“You did right, Ingram; a few days will decide our fate. I do not think that he dares to murder us.”
“Nor do I think he wishes it, if he can be clear of us with safety to himself,” replied Ingram.