"For a man of your intelligence that is a very foolish question, senor. No, you will stay here. I shall have to secure you, bind you up in fact, and also gag you."
"Gag me?"
"Yes, you might raise an alarm. You have an excellent voice as I heard when you were drinking."
Young Glory, as a seaman, had no difficulty in fixing the cords so that they would hold, and whilst he was talking, he went on with the work.
The captain was trussed up like a chicken now.
"You will repent this," hissed the captain, through his clinched teeth.
"I am of a different opinion."
"Some day I will have a bitter revenge."
"Why? All is fair in war. You would do the same to me if it served you and I was in your power. But we shall talk all night if we get on this strain. You won't be lonely for I have provided a companion for you. See!"
Young Glory raised the clothes that covered the owner of the hut and exposed him to view.