"That, for your impudence," he snarled. "You keep a civil tongue
in your head. If you don't --" He finished with a shake of his
fist.
"You had bettair make up your mind to pay ze monish," said Captain
Villaire, after a painful pause. "It will be ze easiest way out
of ze situation for you."
"Don't you pay a cent, Uncle Randolph," interrupted Dick quickly.
Then Baxter hit him again, such a stinging blow that he almost
lost consciousness.
"For shame!" ejaculated Mr. Rover. "He is tied up, otherwise you
would never have the courage to attack him. Baxter, have you no
spirit of fairness at all in your composition?"
"Don't preach -- I won't listen to it!" fumed the bully. "You
have got to pay that money. If you don't -- well, I don't believe
you'll ever reach America alive, that's all."
With these words Dan Baxter withdrew, followed by Captain
Villaire.
"You think za will pay?" queried the French brigand anxiously.
"To be sure they will pay. They value their lives too much to
refuse. Just wait until they have suffered the pangs of hunger
and thirst, and you'll see how they change their tune."
"You are certain za have ze monish?"
"Yes; they are rich. It will only be a question of waiting for
the money after they send for it."
"I vill not mind zat."
"Neither will I -- if we are safe here. You don't think anybody
will follow us?"
"Not unless za find ze way up from ze rivair. Za cannot come here
by land, because of ze swamps," answered the Frenchman.
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