Look out for yourself! You know perhaps where they came from; you have dealings with many people." The captain suspected that he was recalling the adventure of Naples and that disgraceful proposition guarded as a secret, relating it to this nocturnal attack.

But neither his voice nor his eyes justified such suspicions.

And Ferragut preferred not to seem to suspect what he was thinking about.
"Does any one else know what occurred ?..." Toni shrugged his shoulders.

"Nobody...." He had leaped on the steamer, pacifying the dog on board, that was howling furiously.

The man on guard had heard the shots, imagining that it was some sailors' fight.
"You have not reported this to the authorities ?" The mate became indignant on hearing this question, with the independence of the Mediterranean who never remembers authority in moments of danger and whose only defense is his manual dexterity.--"You take me, perhaps, for a police-informer ?..." He had wanted to do the manly thing, but henceforth he would always go armed while he happened to be in Barcelona.