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The ships that raided them were the Enterprise and the Yo-Yo. I knew you'd want to hear about it. I got some of the locals' stories on tape." "Well, thank you. I'll want to hear those tapes. Now, you say you want steel?" "Well, I haven't any money. That's why I was going to raid Tetragrammaton." "Nifflheim with the money; your cargo's paid for already.
The captain wouldn't turn back he couldn't his cargo's too precious and the company pays five thousand a day for this ship. No, we ain't puttin' back to unload no stowaways at five thousand per. Besides, we passengers wouldn't let him time's too precious."
"Don't you think anything about it, sir. You make up your mind to take her, and send me aboard, or go yourself, and she's yourn." "If she's a slaver, Tom." "Well, sir, what else can she be?" "Trading vessel." "Likely, sir!" cried Tom, with a laugh. "Trading schooner with masts and booms like that! She's made to sail, sir, and her cargo's contraband." "I can't help feeling tempted, Tom."
"I'm starting on the great voyage across the unknown sea; my ship's all rigged and appointed, the cargo's stowed away and the company complete. But what seems the matter with me is that I can't sail alone; my ship must be one of a pair, must have, in the waste of waters, a what do you call it? a consort. I don't ask you to stay on board with me, but I must keep your sail in sight for orientation.
"Well, that's neither here nor there," cried Pinkerton; "the point is, how about these dollars lying on a reef?" "Will it pay?" I asked. "Pay like a sugar trust!" exclaimed Pinkerton. "Don't you see what this British officer says about the safety? Don't you see the cargo's valued at ten thousand?
The cargo's not all my own and it's a valuable one, I daresay you have guessed as much; and it's not the kind we want revenue men to pry into. I could not unload elsewhere that I know of, without creating suspicion. As to storing it elsewhere, it's out of the question. Scarthey's the place, though it's a damned risky one just now! But we've run many a risk together in our day, have we not?"
Why, in half an hour they might split her spars as small as jack-straws!" "Which they won't, I think; because, if they know who she is, they know her cargo's safe where Noll himself can't get at it, unless he drags the cellars and the stomachs too, by this time of half his prayer-loving subjects along the Kent and Essex coast."
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