He was strongly of the opinion that the latter had not seen him to recognize him; and, at all events, the matter could wait.
So it came to pass that all the shore, and the road that led away from it, and the village the road led into, were deserted and silent, an hour or so later, when a stoutly-built "cat-boat," with her one sail lowered, was quietly sculled up the inlet.
There were two men on board, a tall one and a shorter one; and they ran their boat right alongside "The Swallow," as if that were the precise thing they had come to do.
"Burgin," remarked the tall man, "wot ef we don't find any thin', arter all this sailin' and rowin' and scullin'?
Most likely he's kerried it to the house.

In course he has." The keenly watchful eyes of Burgin had noted the arrival of that apple-jack at the island; and they had closely followed its fortunes, from first to last.

He had more than half tried, indeed, to work himself in among the crowd, as one of the "sufferers," but with no manner of success.
The officers of the ship knew every face that had any right to a spoonful, and Burgin's failed to pass him.

He had not failed, however, to note that his coveted "medicine" was by no means exhausted, and to see Ham stow the demijohn carefully away, at last, under the half-deck of "The Swallow." That information had given all the inducement required to get old Peter and his boat across the bay; and the ancient "wrecker" was as anxious about the result as the tramp himself could be.

It was hard to say, now, which of them was the first on board "The Swallow." "It ain't locked!" "Then the jug ain't thar." "Wall, it is," exclaimed Burgin triumphantly, as he pulled it out; but his under jaw dropped a little when he felt "how light it lifted." "Reckon they helped themselves on thar way hum." It was a good deal worse than that; and an angry and disappointed pair were they when the cork and the truth came out.
"Thar's jest a good smell!" That was old Peter's remark; and it sounded as if words failed him to add to it, but Burgin's wrath exploded in a torrent of bitter abuse of the man or men who had emptied that demijohn.