"Never, by all the devils!"
"Then I shall be obliged to burn her."
"Burn my ship?"
"Yes, at least the upper works, as we are in want of fuel."
"Burn my ship!" roared Captain Speedy; "why she is worth fifty thousand dollars!"
"Here are sixty thousand dollars," replied Fogg, as he offered him a roll of bank-notes.
This had a great effect upon Captain Speedy. In an instant he forgot his anger, his incarceration, and all his complaints. The ship was twenty years old, he would make his fortune. The bomb would not burst after all. Mr. Fogg had extinguished the fuze.
"I shall still keep the hulk, I suppose?"
"The hulk and the engine are yours. Is it a bargain?"
"Yes." And Speedy, seizing the proffered money, put it (speedily) into his pocket.