“True; and I hope his story was correct.”
“It was certainly natural. Granted that there are pirates, they would be likely to have a place of concealment for their booty.”
“I don’t say anything against that, Guy.”
The two men, though in Guy’s employ, were in the habit of calling him by his first name.
“At any rate, Luke and I are ready to co-operate with you and help you in every way to secure this treasure.”
“I don’t doubt that, Mr. Titcomb. I feel sure of your fidelity.”
The time came when it would be necessary to deviate from the usual course and make for the islands.
Not a word had been exchanged between Guy and the captain on this subject since the first day of the voyage, and he thought it well to bring the matter once more to the attention of the Osprey’s commander.
“Captain Richmond,” he said, one day, as that officer was about to leave the deck, “I should be glad to have a few words with you.”
The captain regarded Guy with an unpleasant frown, and said, sneeringly: “Perhaps you have some advice to give me as to the management of the vessel.”