The Captain Sanchez had it so arranged to prevent the men from coming aft." "What kind of a door ?" "Of oak, studded with iron, not only locked, but barred on this side." "You have no key ?" "No, Senor; there are but two--one for the Captain and the other for him who commands the buccaneers." "Manuel ?" "Si, Senor." I stood there a moment silent, considering this information, and rapidly arranging in mind our future operations.

The only way the mutineers could reach the cabin then would be from the deck, descending through the companion.

So long as they remained unaware of the capture of Manuel there was little danger of their taking such action.

My faith in Gunsaules was not great, yet the probability was that he would remain loyal to whichever party held the upper hand.
That was ever the way with these men.
"Very well, steward," I said.

"You go on about your work as though nothing had happened.