“Then we’ll go now, and thank you for your consideration.”
“Upon conditions.”
Walter Cunningham smiled. He quite understood that there would be conditions.
“I suppose you want us to keep your secret,” said the American. “We’ll do it.”
“That is not quite all,” replied the interpreter. “My friends want to be paid for their trouble.”
“They needn’t have taken any trouble. We didn’t ask them to.”
The interpreter frowned slightly. He began to think Mr. Sanderson “too fresh.”
“You talk too much,” he said curtly. “They have fixed your ransom at five thousand scudi. That is certainly small for such wealthy and illustrious signors.”
“Look here, my friend, five thousand scudi is a great deal of money.”
“Not for millionaires.”