You see, my brother and me are partners;
whatever good luck one has he shares it with the other. We've been
uncommon lucky lately."
The captain slapped his hand upon one of his capacious pockets as he
spoke. Dennis Wayman watched the gesture with eager eyes. All through
Valentine's speech, Joyce Harker had been trying to arrest his
attention, but trying in vain. When the owner of the 'Pizarro' began to
talk, it was very difficult to stop him.
The captain bade the landlord a cheerful good day, and departed with
his faithful follower.
Out in the street, Joyce Harker remonstrated with his employer.
"I told you that fellow was not to be trusted, captain," he said; "and
yet you blabbed to him about the money."
"Nonsense, Joyce. I didn't say a word about money."
"Didn't you though, captain? You said quite enough to let that man know
you'd got the cash about you. But you won't go back to that place till
you go to meet Captain George on the fifth?"
"Of course not."
"You won't change your mind, captain?"
"Not I."
"Because, you see, I shall be down at Blackwall, looking after the
repairs, for it will be sharp work to get finished against you want to
sail for Rio. So, you see, I shall be out of the way. And if you did go
back to that house alone, Lord knows what they might try on."
"Don't you be afraid, Joyce. In the first place I shan't go back there
till twelve o'clock on the fifth.
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