"None, except that they were sent with Mr. Sharp's compliments to Captain Seagrave. How did you work it?" asked Slack.
"I gave him a pretty lively half hour. I reckon he'll not be sorry when we are at sea. I told him I had made my will, and left a written statement behind as to the state of the 'Golden Land.'"
Sam Slack laughed heartily.
"How did he take it?" he asked.
"Solemnly, he didn't care for the medicine."
"And I got a fiver out of him. Skipper, something's going to happen. Sharp's been converted."
"Perhaps he has; but he'll be no credit to the sect he patronises. They'll have to lock up the collection boxes pretty quick."
The chief engineer walked solemnly round the cases as he saw them on deck.
"Where are these from?"
"The office."