“No, sir,” was the reply.
“Well, Mr Parkley, my disappointed speculator, what do you say?”
“I have nothing to say to such a scoundrel,” replied Mr Parkley.
“You will stop on deck, doctor?”
“I shall stay with my friends, sir.”
“So shall I,” said Mr Wilson, stoutly.
“As you like. I needn’t ask you, I suppose, my clever diver, but you had better stay and get strong,” said Lauré, with a sneering laugh; “you will have plenty to do by-and-by.”
Dutch made no reply, but looked defiance.
“Just as you like,” said the Cuban, grimly. “Now, you two sailors, stop and help work the ship, and you shall have four times the pay that those fools were going to give you. I’ll give you a heap of ingots apiece.”
Lennie and Rolls were evidently tempted, but they looked at Sam Oakum, who was cutting off a piece of tobacco in the most nonchalant way.