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Gil and Nelse had heard the short conversation; but there were so many things to occupy their attention, that they dismissed it for the time being, as something too trivial to require a second thought.

And each moment the Day Dream was drawing nearer and nearer to the entrance of the harbor. The wind was favoring, and Captain Mansfield, true to the instincts which had animated him while in command of a ship, thought only of showing his celerity in leaving port.

Down through the narrows the little craft speeded, leaving behind a wake of silver to show her course, and from there to the lower bay, still holding the wind at its best drawing point, until she was finally bowing and courtesying to the long swell of the Atlantic, while in the galley old Andy remained on his bended knees, praying that stress of weather might force her into some port before reaching Hayti, at which he could make his escape from the terrible dangers which he firmly believed threatened all who should attempt to recover the buried treasure which had been gained only by the shedding of blood.