CHAPTER XXVIII.
BACK TO HILO.
Oliver and I discussed the situation for quarter of an hour. In that time we arranged our plans as far as we were able, although, to be sure, we realized that a single mismove might upset all our calculations.
Returning to Captain Marcale my chum addressed him very sternly.
"Captain Marcale, if you want to save your worthless life you must do exactly as we dictate. If you refuse I will shoot you straight through the head."
"Don't—don't shoot," was the trembling reply, and we soon realized that this Spaniard was about the greatest coward we had ever met.
"Are you willing to do as we want?"
"What do you want?"
"Who is your first mate?"
"Antonio Larvello."
"Very well; you must order Larvello to about ship and sail back to Hilo."
"Go back to Hilo! No, no!"
"I say yes."
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