“But your chests?—they will be taken on to Esquimalt.”
“We should have to go up and claim them afterwards.”
“You believe, then, that he is staunch?”
“I am sure of it, sir.”
“Well, then, good-bye, my lad. I’ll speak to the captain about your chests, and have them left with the agents of the ship, but you will have to give up your passage-money. There will be no getting that back.”
“I’m afraid not,” I said gloomily.
“Yes, they may sail at any time,” said Gunson, impatiently. “Better go with me, boy.”
“No,” I said.
“You are giving up your passage and your chances for the sake of a fellow not worth his salt.”
“You don’t know him as I do,” I replied. “I will not believe it of him.”