CHAPTER XXXIII.
GOOD-BYE TO PORTO RICO—CONCLUSION.
Dick felt his heart sink within him. Farvel was in an exceedingly ugly mood, and looked as if he fully intended to let the youth suffer as he had intimated.
"You rascal! What is the meaning of this?"
The words were spoken in English, and caused Joseph Farvel to jump as though he had been shot. Turning, he saw himself confronted by several gentlemen, one of whom carried a pistol.
"Mr. Grey!" gasped Dick—as he recognized the gentleman Bob had brought to the Dashaway, while taking on stores at St. Augustine—"Help me, please!"
"Why, is it possible!" ejaculated the merchant. "You are—er—the young man from that yacht, are you not?"
"Yes, sir."
"And who is this—this villain?"
"An Englishman, who has tried to do our party a great deal of injury. He claims that a treasure that we have been hunting for belongs to him."
