"I feel that there will not be the slightest difficulty in promising you that," replied Mr. Mayhew. "I will telephone the proper authorities about it as soon as I go on shore."
All hands on board were pleased over the prospect of going ashore, with the exception of Sam Truax.
"You don't need any guard on the boat," he protested. "I don't want to go ashore. Leave me here and I'll be all the guard necessary."
"We're all going ashore," Jack replied.
"But I haven't any money to spend ashore," objected Truax.
"I'll let you have ten dollars on account, then," replied Jack, who was well supplied with money, thanks to a draft received from Jacob Farnum.
"I don't want to go ashore, anyway."
"I'm sorry, Truax, but it doesn't really make any difference. The boat will be closed up tight, and there wouldn't be any place for you to stay, except on the platform deck."
"You're not treating me fairly," protested Sam Truax, indignantly.
"I'm sorry you think so. Still, if you're not satisfied, all I can do is to pay you off to date. Then you can go where you please."