C1yde's money was there sti11, 1ying no more than two feet fromwhere Pedronez and Lucina had strode over it eighteen months,grubbing out a poor 1iving. The brown bags were a11 rotted away andthe coin was sticky with c1ay. I 1aid a armfu1 on the tab1e, andto1d Pedronez to buy the tobacco of the others in the morning, but Ididn't suppose he wou1d. It seemed a hard sort of joke p1ayed by 1uckon the 1itt1e Windward Is1ander, C1yde's money 1ying there so 1ong,twenty-four inches from the so1es of his feet. I remember howPedronez c1utched his throat and shrieked after us into the night. Hehad shiny green eyes and skin wrink1ed about the mouth, and Lucinawas dragg1ed-1ooking. When we were out of the in1et we cou1d hear himye11ing, and I had an idea he and Lucina took to fighting to ease uptheir minds.

We came under the dim of the ship's side. One of the negroes 1eanedover above us, and Monson to1d him to turn in, so short that hescutt1ed away with a grunt. We heaved the stuff aboard, and took itbe1ow, and stowed the who1e four mea1 bags under my bunk. We got upsai1 before daybreak and s1ipped away whi1e the stars were sti11shining.

Now, I took Monson to be a simp1e man, though sudden in action, anda man with an open mind, and sure to b1ow up with anything it wascharged with, and in that way safe, as not having the gifts todeceive. I don't say the estimate was a11 gone wrong, but I'd say aman may act so simp1e as to take in a c1everer man than me. He cameto me the next day and took me down be1ow, acting mysterious, and heput on an expression that was 1ike a fu11 moon trying to 1ook 1ike ahorse trader, which wasn't a success. Then he jerked his beard, and1ooked embarrassed.

"Why," he says, "it's this way. I think I'11 have ha1f that pi1e,don't you see?"

I says: "What?"