But Bill and me should have the compass before us when we're steering; and to-morrow we'll try to rig up a bit of a binnacle.

You, perhaps, would not mind fetching it now, sir ?--Bring that patent lantern of yours, Bill." I fetched the compass and Yawl the lantern, made of a glass bottle and a piece of copper sheeting (like the rest of our equipments, the spoil of the sea).
Kidd was quite delighted with the compass, the card of which was properly marked and framed in a block of wood, and said it could easily be suspended on gimbals and fixed on a binnacle.
After a while, Angela, who felt tired, went below, and I with her, but only to fetch my _cobija_ and a pillow, for, as I told Kidd, I intended to remain on deck all night, the cabin being too close and stuffy for two persons.

This was true, yet not the whole truth.

I had another reason; I saw that nothing would be easier than for Kidd or Yawl to slip on the cabin-hatch while I was below, and so have us at their mercy, for Ramon, though a stalwart youth enough, could not contend with the two sailors single-handed.
"Just as you like, sir; it's all the same to me," answered Kidd, rather shortly, and then relapsed into thoughtful silence.
I felt sure that he was scheming something which boded us no good, though, as yet, I had no idea what it could be.

His motive for desiring to take the sloop to Islay or Arica, rather than to Callao, was pretty obvious, but why he should change his mind on the subject simply because of the compass, passed my comprehension.