Perhaps not; for high prices and short weight are apt to go together, where "luxuries" are selling.

The pay itself was handed out in the same basket which went for the fish, and then "The Swallow" was again cast loose.
The wind was not nearly so high as it had been, and the sea had for some time been going down.
Twenty minutes later Frank Harley heard,--for he understood French very well,-- "Hullo, the boat! What are you following us for ?" "Oh! we won't run you down.

Don't be alarmed.

We've lost our way out here, and we're going to follow you in.

Hope you know where you are." There was a cackle of surprise and laughter among the steamer's officers, in which Frank and some of the passengers joined; and the saucy little "fishing-boat" came steadily on in the wake of her gigantic tide.
"This is grand for us," remarked Dab Kinzer to Ford, as he kept his eyes on the after-lantern of the "Prudhomme." "They pay all our pilot-fees." "But they're going to New York." "So are we, if to-morrow doesn't come out clear, and with a good wind to go home by." "It's better than crossing the Atlantic in the dark, anyhow.