I
could perceive the whiteness of the _Saline's_ deck, and the group of
officers on the bridge. The Captain, facing us, hollowed his hands.
"What have you to report, Mr. Hutton?"
"The vessel is in our possession, sir, and the crew under guard below."
"Any injuries?"
"None serious, sir."
"And the Captain--the half-breed Henley; did you get him?"
"He 's with the others."
"Better put the fellow in irons, Hutton. There are some serious
charges against him, you know. Have you men enough?"
"I could use a half dozen more."
"Very well; I 'll send them over with Mr. Steele."
"What is to be our course, sir?"
"Pensacola. Don't wait for us."
"Aye, aye, sir. Shall I hold Craig and the lady?"
"Not on this case; we have all the evidence needed. If you take their
addresses that will be all that is necessary. Pleasant voyage!"
He waved his hand, and then, perceiving us as he turned away from the
rail, lifted his cap in salute. A moment later a boat heavily manned
shot out from the cutter's black side, and headed toward us. We stood
there alone in the shadow, watching its approach.
"It is all over now, dear," I whispered.
"Yes, but--but I do not feel as though I could ever touch that money."
"You will have no choice.
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