I am going in for that girl; if I give a hundred ounces for her I will buy her, and I have brought the gold with me." "A hundred ounces for one girl! It is a large sum, senor, but you are rich.

Not like us poor devils who get all the risk and little profit." By this time the men had finished tying up the boat and taking some baggage or provisions out of her, Leonard could not see which.

Then Xavier and the sentry went up the steps together, followed by the two boatmen, and the gates were shut behind them.
"Well," whispered Leonard, "we have learnt something at any rate.
Now, Otter, I am Pierre the French slave-trader from Madagascar, and, understand, you are my servant; as for Soa, she is the guide, or interpreter, or anyone you like.

We must pass the gates, but the real Pierre must never pass them.

There must be no sentry to let him in.