“Here, boy!” cried the lieutenant. “You know what a lot of money ten guineas would be?”
“Yes,” said Ram grinning.
“Why, you could buy yourself a watch and chain, and be doing your duty to the king as well. Come, did you see a French boat down here last night?”
“No,” said Ram. “It was so foggy.”
“You are playing with me, sir. Now then, will you answer?”
“I did answer,” said Ram meekly. “Didn’t I, Jemmy?”
“Jump ashore, you two,” said the lieutenant, “and have a good search all among those rocks. The cargo’s there for certain. You two others,” he continued, “draw cutlasses, and keep guard over the prisoners.”
His orders were obeyed, and the two men stood by guarding Ram, Jemmy, and the cow, who blinked her eyes and smelt at the sea water from time to time, raised her head and uttered a soft low, which was answered from the green top of the cliff two hundred feet above them, where another cow stood gazing down.
The lieutenant and Archy stood up in the boat watching and directing as Dick and his companion searched about in all directions along the lower ledge, and then managed to climb up to the one twenty feet above, where the next minute Dick gave a shout.
“Hah!” cried the lieutenant joyfully. “He has found them.”