"Will you proceed, Mr. Baskerville?" asked General Eliot.
Archy, thus adjured, gave an account of the trip, and produced the letters and despatches.
Then Musa, with great dignity, laid the little bag of doubloons down on the table.
"Excellency, I was afraid to refuse them, but I do not consider the money mine," he said.
"Then whose is it?" asked General Eliot.
"I, as an officer, can take none of it," replied Archy, quickly.
"Musa, it is yours," said General Eliot, "and it does not half repay what you have done for us. As for you, Mr. Baskerville, I can only say that now, more than ever, we regard you as a friend instead of an enemy—a guest instead of a prisoner."