"Glad to see you, Quatermain," he said. "There's some row on here, but
I have only just arrived and don't understand Portuguese, and the
gentleman on the capstan won't leave it to explain."
"What's up, Stephen?" I asked, after shaking Mr. Cato by the hand.
"What's up?" replied Somers. "This man," and he pointed to Delgado,
"wanted to sneak out to sea with all our goods, that's all, to say
nothing of me and Sammy, whom, no doubt, he'd have chucked overboard,
as soon as he was out of sight of land. However, Sammy, who knows
Portuguese, overheard his little plans and, as you see, I objected."
Well, Delgado was asked for his version of the affair, and, as I
expected, explained that he only intended to get a little nearer to
the bar and there wait till we arrived. Of course he lied and knew
that we were aware of the fact and that his intention had been to slip
out to sea with all our valuable property, which he would sell after
having murdered or marooned Stephen and the poor cook. But as nothing
could be proved, and we were now in strong enough force to look after
ourselves and our belongings, I did not see the use of pursuing the
argument.
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