Good Lor', dey don't never ask dis nigger nuthin' 'bout dat.

All I got ter do is just go 'long with 'em--dat's all." The shadow of a man blocked the doorway.

He was one of those who had been in the small boat, and I noticed a revolver at his waist.
"That's enough, boy.

Come, now, out with you," he commanded gruffly.
"Never you mind the door; I 'll attend to that." He pulled the door to after the retreating form of the negro, and I heard the sharp click of the latch, and then his voice, muffled by intervening wood, ordering the steward aft.

There was no appearance of any lock on the door; probably there was none, as otherwise it would not have been necessary to post a guard.