“Everything?” said Kineia.
“I offered him half I possess—as well offer the gray shark half your body when he can get the whole—no not everything. He will leave me a thousand dollars to begin the world again with.”
Kineia was silent.
“He is going back to San Francisco on the schooner to tell—unless——”
“Unless?”
“Unless we go with him. In San Francisco I am to sell him everything, schooner and all, for the thousand dollars he will give me.”
“And your money?”
“That, too, will be his.”
“Truly,” said Kineia, “his stomach is great.”
“I am bound and helpless,” said Lygon.