“I’ve lost six hundred dollars.”
“Stolen?”
“Yes.”
“Some of the crew?”
“One of ’em. A man I signed on in New York, just to help him out. He was flat broke. This is what he did to me in return. Came down here and looted the cabin. But I’ll get him! I’ll sure get him! If he’s anywhere in Porto Rico, I’ll get him.”
“Don’t you think he was drowned?”
“No. Some of the crew saw him swimming, and he was headed for shore. It was early morning, and not light. That gave him a chance to get away, and he made the shore all right, no doubt.”
“You only think that, don’t you? You are not sure?”
“Sure enough to satisfy me,” growled Lawton. “In fact——”
“Well, that’s no business of mine,” interrupted Sawyer. “I want you to answer a few questions.”