"Don Pedro! You here?"
"Kaloomah. I am."
[CHAPTER XXIX--EASTWARD HO! FOR MERRIE ENGLAND]
Captain Roland St. Clair, as he was called by his men, was busy along with Dick and Bill in superintending the sending-off of all heavy baggage down-stream, when a man came up and saluted him.
"Well, Harris?"
"The prisoner Peter desires to speak with you, sir, in the presence of two witnesses. He wished me to request you to bring paper, pen, and ink. It is his desire that you should take his deposition."
"Deposition, Harris? But the man is not dying."
"Well, perhaps not, sir. I only tell you what he says."
"I will be in his cell in less than twenty minutes, Harris."
"Dick," said Roland, at the appointed time, "there is some mystery here. Come with me, and you also, Bill."