You'll break out a case of tobacco, Mr. Albright, and a few trade-knives. There's a canoe now." Old One-Eye, as befitted a chief and leader, paddled out alone, facing peril for the rest of the tribe. As Carlsen leaned over the rail to help the visitor up, he turned his head and remarked casually: "They've dug up the money, Mr. Grief. The old beggar's loaded with it."