“All the better. I’m a good man to have around in a scrap.”
“I know that; but I hardly think that Mrs. Kane would thank me——”
“Oh, bother Mrs. Kane! I’m with you to a finish in this thing, Nick. Put your dollars on that.”
“Well,” laughed the detective, “I cannot keep you from following me, if I start once. Only I have got this to say: If you do follow me, you must obey me as implicitly as Chick does. From that moment I will be boss, and if you don’t do as I say, I’ll——”
“Never mind what you’ll do. You won’t have occasion.”
“All right. Now, tell me, which one of all the yachts anchored here would provide the pirate chief with the richest haul? Can you tell me that?”
“Why, yes. There isn’t the slightest doubt about the answer to that question.”
“All the better. If there is no doubt about it, then the pirate’s information would be as good as ours—eh? Now, which one fills the bill?”
“The Aurora. She belongs to Sam Kearney, you know.”