His wife asked no questions.

In her soul she knew what Abner was thinking about.
Supper was over, and most of the people in the village were thinking of going to bed, when Abner said to Mary, "Let us each take a spade, and I will carry a pail, and we will go out upon the beach for a walk.

If any one should see us, they would think that we were going to dig for clams." "Oh, no, dear Abner!" cried Mary.

"We must not dig there! Think of that young pirate.

Almost the first thing we would come to would be him!" "I have thought of that," said Abner; "but do you not believe that the most Christian act that you and I could do would be to take him out and place him in a proper grave near by ?" "Oh, no!" exclaimed Mary, "do not say such a thing as that! Think of his ghost! They killed him and put him there, that his ghost might guard their treasure.