He smuggles the guns in in the _Cigale_, I smuggle them out in the _Arrow_.
_Parbleu_! we are quits." And he laughed a loud laugh at his own jest.

Then they proceeded to count their booty, and while so engaged it seemed to me that I had better escape before my position became more exposed, as it would be sure to be as soon as the business of carrying the guns through the recess began.

So I took advantage of the darkness, when they were engaged at the far end of the kitchen, to drop from my perch and slip through the trap-door.
The peril of this movement only dawned on me when I found myself in the narrow, rocky cave.

If this secret passage were guarded at the other end, as was most likely, by sentinels from the ship, what was to become of me?
However, there was no retreating now.

So I groped my way forward, down the ever-widening passage, till at last I found myself in a great wide-mouthed cave, full of water, in the middle of which ran a smooth causeway of stones, forming a kind of natural pier and landing- place.