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"He looks hungry," said Marjorie. "Dad, call the boy!" "It's an interesting case," said Trask. "I want you to hear him. Wilkins had him up so I could talk to him. He's got an island." "Would the lady buy a picter?" inquired Dinshaw, with a little bow. "Hand painted by myself, out of my head, from my own recollections. A good suvverner." He began to unwrap his flat parcel.
"I know it," said Trask. "Could have told you in fifteen minutes, if you hadn't wanted to cheat Dinshaw out of it." "We wouldn't a-come if we'd knowed this was a sell," said Peth. "Weren't you paid to come?" "He ain't got no gun," yelled Doc. "The island is full o' gold, cap'n. Yo' got to cook it an' "
"You people better draw up an agreement as to who's to have all this gold," said Locke, with a waggish smile. "Suppose we fill this schooner up with yellow stuff? Who owns it?" "Share and share alike," suggested Dinshaw. "I'll make ye all rich." "You mean me and all hands?" asked Jarrow.
As the three pressed in to look over Tom's shoulder Dinshaw leaped from the deck of the captain's cabin, and yelling like mad, ran up the companion and dived over the taffrail.
"It's a ghastly mistake if poor old Captain Dinshaw really believes we told him we'd go." "We bought his picture out of charity," said Locke. "Mr. Trask here is a mining man, and was interested in his story, but we haven't any more idea of going to this gold island than we have of going to the moon.
"I'm goin' back to my island, that's what," insisted Dinshaw. "Jarrow said he'd take me." "Dad, you said I could go anywhere I wanted on this trip," pouted Marjorie. "Where do you want to go, Miss Trinkets?" "I think it would be gorgeous fun to find this island. I've never done anything romantic in my life, and I've always wanted to elope, or something.
He missed no detail of Trask's clothing, and seemed to measure the young man's strength as he looked him up and down. "Now, Miss Locke, you'll have this room aft, to port, next is Mr. Locke, and then Mr. Trask. Then comes the cabin stores. I'll be aft to starboard, Mr. Peth and Captain Dinshaw next, the cook and the steward, and the galley "
"He'll want to see me, an' don't forget," said Dinshaw, wagging his head. "Jarrow's the man for me and " The tapa curtains were thrust aside violently, and the short, squat man with clipped hair stood between them, glowering, one hand gripped into a fist, and the other holding the swaying fabric. "What's this of me and the Nuestra?" he roared.
"If Peth was willing to put you on board, I don't see that he'd interfere with you if you went ashore," said Trask. "As I see it, you can pull over, get Dinshaw, and come back. You don't need to go near that gang on the beach." "Can't ye let me have the gun?" "No."
"Don't you feel worried about this, Miss Trinkets," said Locke, as Marjorie looked up doubtful. "Do you think it's serious, Dad?" she asked. "Serious! Not at all! We'll get out of here as soon as there's a breath of air, and leave that wild lot to themselves." "But poor old Dinshaw," she said, "and Captain Jarrow what's to become of them?" "We'll have to get Dinshaw, of course," said Trask.
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