The captain spoke a few words, and the young pirate advanced alone to the side of the deep hole.
Mary now shut her eyes tight, tight; but Abner's were wide open.

There was a sudden gleam of cutlasses in the air; there was one short, plaintive groan, and the body of the young pirate fell into the hole.
Instantly all the other goods, furs, rugs, or whatever they were, were tumbled in upon him.

Then the men began to shovel in the earth and sand, and in an incredibly short time the hole was filled up even with the ground about it.
Of course all the earth and sand which had been taken out of the hole could not now be put back into it.

But these experienced treasure-hiders knew exactly what to do with it.

A spadeful at a time, the soil which could not be replaced was carried to the sea, and thrown out into the water, and when the whole place had been carefully smoothed over, the pirates gathered sticks and stones, and little bushes, and great masses of wild cranberry vines, and scattered them about over the place so that it soon looked exactly like the rest of the beach about it.
Then the tall captain gave another low command, the pirates returned to their boat, it was pushed off, and rapidly rowed back to the schooner.
Up came the anchor, up went the dark sails.