"That's true. We must hang together."
"I hope not," replied Pelham, laughing. "We have got into this scrape, and we must get out of it."
"Suppose the captain or the second lieutenant should make the signs to one of our fellows, and he should tell what we were going to do."
"I told all my recruits not to answer any signs now, whoever made them."
"I did the same, when I found the captain knew them."
"Then we are safe; but the silver pitcher must be forthcoming."
"The fellows will all be glad enough to get out of this scrape by paying ten shillings."
"Very well; then every one of them must sign an order on Mr. Lowington for ten shillings, payable to Dr. Winstock," added Pelham.
"They will do it. Are you sure nothing has leaked out?"
"Very sure; there would have been a tremendous commotion before this time, if our real object had been even suspected."