It might be that he and Yawl were thinking to steal a march on me and sail away secretly with the sloop, and perhaps something else.

They had both struck up rather close friendships with native women.
But as I did not want to lose any more of my diamonds, and there was no place at Alta Vista where they would be safe so long as Kidd was on the premises, I put them in a bag in the inside pocket of a quilted vest which I always wore on my mountain excursions, my intention being to take them on the following day down to San Cristobal and bestow them in a secure hiding-place.
I little knew that I should never see San Cristobal again..