“Do you wish to go?”
“Of course not,” answered Juan.
“And you,” said the man to Diego, “do you wish to go?”
“No.”
“I thought so. Why didn’t you desert, then?”
“We did think of it,” answered Juan; “but the captain suspected us and kept us under guard.”
“Well, you have the chance now,” said the man. “The boat is only half-way back, and you have only to come with me. We are not going on any search for Zipangu.”
“I pledged my word not to desert,” said Diego, his bruised face robbing his proud tone of very much of its dignity; “but,” he added with a sneer, “he will go with you.”
“‘HEY, THERE! YOU TWO HAVE HAD ENOUGH,’ SAID A MAN’S VOICE.”