Huish and not Whish, certainly,' said Attwater.

'I was about to say that I have still eight dozen,' he added, fixing the captain with his eye.
'Eight dozen what ?' said Davis.
'Sherry,' was the reply.

'Eight dozen excellent sherry.

Why, it seems almost worth it in itself; to a man fond of wine.' The ambiguous words struck home to guilty consciences, and Huish and the captain sat up in their places and regarded him with a scare.
'Worth what ?' said Davis.
'A hundred and twelve shillings,' replied Attwater.
The captain breathed hard for a moment.

He reached out far and wide to find any coherency in these remarks; then, with a great effort, changed the subject.
'I allow we are about the first white men upon this island, sir,' said he.
Attwater followed him at once, and with entire gravity, to the new ground.