His jaw dropped.

Even between the fire-light and the moonlight one could judge that his color changed--and changed again.
"Show me the map before we bargain!" Fred insisted.

"Hurry, man! There's Mr.Yerkes with the canoe.

We can't wait here all night!" "It is gone!" admitted Coutlass.

"Some one stole it!" "I could have told you that in the first place," Fred informed him, rising to his feet.