"But Massa Bob would find out to-morrer."
"If he finds out to-morrow I shan't mind."
"And you won't take back the money?"
"No; you can keep the money at any rate."
"Where's the money?" asked Clip, cautiously.
The stranger took out a five-dollar gold piece, and showed it to Clip. Clip had seen gold coins before, and he understood the value of what was offered him.
"Where can I put you?" he said.
"We'll go round the boat together, and see if we can find a place."
The round was taken, and the stranger selected a dark corner behind a bin of wheat.
"Will Massa Bob, as you call him; be likely to look here?"