"You have my word," the captain declared trying to throw into his voice a note of surprise.
"That's all right so far as it goes, but it doesn't go far enough."
"You mean you doubt my word," the man bristled.
"Not necessarily. It means simply that I don't know you and that I refuse to allow you or any one else to search this boat without showing the proper papers."
There was decision in the captain's voice and the other, turning to his companion, said something to him in a strange language and in a tone too low for them to catch even had they understood it. The larger man nodded his head as though in agreement with what the other had said. Then the smaller man, turning back to Captain Ole, said:
"You will regret this."
"What's that?" Captain Ole snapped.
"I said you would regret your decision."
"Is that a threat?"
In reply the man merely shrugged his shoulders and Captain Ole, for the first time since the voyage had begun, nearly, if not quite, lost his temper.