“What has been going on between you and that fellow all this time?” asked Bill, in a tone so imperative that the young officer did not like it at all.
“I have made a bargain with him to take us to Tarragona,” replied Raimundo coldly.
“And did not say a word to Bark and me about it!” exclaimed Bill.
“If you don’t like it you need not go. I did not invite you to come with me.”
“Did not invite me!” sneered Bill. “I know you didn’t; but we are in the party, and want you to understand that we are no longer under your orders. You needn’t take it upon yourself to make arrangements for me.”
“I made the arrangement for myself, and I don’t ask you to go with me,” answered Raimundo with dignity.
“Come, come! Bill, dry up!” interposed Bark. “Do you want to make a row now before we are fairly out of the vessel?”
“I got out of the vessel to get clear of those snobs of officers, and I am not going to have one of them lording it over me here.”
“Nonsense! He hasn’t done any thing that you can find fault with,” added Bark.
“He has made a trade with that boatman to take us somewhere without saying a word to us about it,” blustered Bill. “I want to put a check on that sort of thing in the beginning.”