As the Secretary's messenger had overlooked the fact that he was a debtor, so might the others at the Secretary's office, at least for a day or two; and in that time he would, he hoped, be beyond the reach of their questions.

But in the meantime what was to be done about this money?
And it was to be found before noon! Nuttall snatched up his hat, and went out in quest of Peter Blood.
But where look for him?
Wandering aimlessly up the irregular, unpaved street, he ventured to enquire of one or two if they had seen Dr.Blood that morning.

He affected to be feeling none so well, and indeed his appearance bore out the deception.

None could give him information; and since Blood had never told him of Whacker's share in this business, he walked in his unhappy ignorance past the door of the one man in Barbados who would eagerly have saved him in this extremity.
Finally he determined to go up to Colonel Bishop's plantation.

Probably Blood would be there.