Hank went to his bunk where he had hid the diamonds. The parcel was gone.
“I suppose the Chinks took the boodle as well as the boat,” said he.
“That’s so,” replied Candon.
“Seems to me you didn’t make much of a fight, seeing you had those pistols.”
“I didn’t make any fight at all.”
Hank sniffed. George said nothing. They were busy now collecting their property. The Chinks had touched nothing but the diamonds. Hadn’t time, most likely, to think of anything but escape from the wreck, and the chance of being found by some ship on the vessel they had helped Candon to run away with.
“What made you show them the diamonds?” asked Hank, as he stuffed Tommie’s possessions into a bag.
“I didn’t,” said Candon.
“Then who told them?”