“No, not any of it. I have seven English sovereigns in gold, and some silver. Bill has twelve sovereigns. I can draw over eighty pounds on my letter of credit; and Bill can get fifty on his.”
“I only wanted to know what ready money you had,” added Raimundo. “You must not say a word about money when we get into the felucca.”
“Why not?” asked Bill, in his surly way, as though he was disposed to make another issue on this point.
“I don’t know the boatman; and it is very likely he may have another man with him. There he comes, and there is another man with him,” replied Raimundo, as the felucca appeared off the light-house. “If you should show them any large sum of money, or let them know you had it, they might be tempted to throw us overboard for the sake of getting it. Of course, I don’t know that they would do any thing of the kind; but it is best to be on the safe side.”
“Some of these Spaniards would cut a man’s throat for half a dollar,” added Bill.
“So would some Americans; and they do it in New York sometimes,” replied Raimundo warmly. “I repeat it: don’t say a word about money.”
“The men in the boat cannot understand us if we do,” suggested Bark.
“They may speak English, for aught I know.”
“The one you talked with could not.”