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How's that for Thirkle?" "Let him go, Bucky," whined Petrak, with quivering knees and terror in his face. "I'd look a fine fish letting of him go now, after what's passed between us!" laughed Buckrow. "Ye mind what he'd do the minute he got his paws free. Reddy, if ye don't shut yer trap I'll drill ye, that's what." "No arms for me," suggested Thirkle.
"She went down," I said, knowing that my time would be short if they knew the steamer was still above water, for every minute it lay on the reef there was a possibility that it would be sighted by some passing vessel. I knew that if I told them it was still there Buckrow would probably murder Thirkle and me and hasten away, either to burn the vessel or escape in the boats.
Buckrow and 'im think it's done now; but 'e'll get Bucky at the last, too, or I'm a beggar.
Yer sharp, Thirkle; ye always was a sharp one, but ye ain't sharp enough for Bucky, and it's me that's tellin' ye that." Thirkle made no reply, but kept his head down, staring at the rope in his hands, as if he were considering some weighty problem. "Wanted it all, hey?" went on Buckrow. "Think I'm goin' to put my neck in a rope for ye and then let ye hog it all, hey?
"The two of us'll play it fair without him," said Buckrow. "Come on and stow this gold, and have done with the job." "That's an end of it," said Thirkle. "No use to talk of it more. Do for me now; I ain't got much longer to live, anyhow. But I'll tell you chaps what I'll do, so ye won't have to ask no favours at the end." "What now, Thirkle?" asked Buckrow.
I had a gleeful picture of myself challenging Thirkle in the dark, and urging him and Buckrow, Long Jim, and Petrak, to come and take me, telling them at the same time that I would give them shot for shot, and cautioning my imaginary force to hold fire until the enemy was close at hand.
Then he stretched at full length, with his hands raised from his elbows to shade his eyes from the sun. "He's taking sights on the big peak," said Riggs. "It looks to me as if they got a bearing on it from where they have stowed the gold, and Buckrow wants to get the same bearing from the beach and leave a marker as a middle point and a guide to where the treasure is concealed.
"And how come ye done for Long Jim?" asked Buckrow, and Petrak moved uneasily and cleared his throat. "Jim played nasty with me, Bucky. Never looked to him for it, but we was down the trail a bit and he ups and turns on me with a knife.
Buckrow, buying a ship to come back here for it, wouldn't ye or mayhap ye'd leave that part of it to Petrak." "How'll ye get away with it if yer so sharp about it?" demanded Buckrow. "What can ye do outside what we can do hey, Thirkle?" "I've got it all planned out, ye can bank on that. I didn't get this gold here without knowing what I was at, or how I was going to draw through.
There was something in his manner that led me to believe he had a trap for me; either he had seen Long Jim move, or thought Thirkle and Buckrow might come down upon us if he could keep me talking.
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