"No news?" exclaimed Dock. "Hasn't Watson come done with the money yet?"
"No; nor that ain't the wust on't, nuther. I don't believe he will."
"O, yes, he will!" replied Dock, confidently. "I've got things fixed this time so that he can't help planking down the money. He'll be glad to pay it, I can tell you."
"What have you done with the gal, cap'n?"
"We've got her; and Watson never'll see her again unless he pays the money—that's so."
"But he won't pay it; and I ain't go'n' to git my share on't at all," whined the miser.
"Yes, you will; don't be alarmed, Squire Fairfield."
"They've sent a steamer off arter the vessel."
"Have they, though?"
"Yes, they have; and Gayles has gone in her."