"Tie up the gold securely; and then chuck the bundle containing it down below, along with the poor pigs we have slaughtered! There's no fear of anybody making off with our doubloons before we accomplish the swim round the headland back home." "Yes, that will be the wisest course," acquiesced Fritz; "but, talking of swimming round the headland, the sooner we're off the better.

Those clouds look very threatening." "Only rain, I think," replied Eric, looking up at the sky.
"Good, that will not make us very wet when we are in the water, with our bare skins," said Fritz quizzingly.
"No," replied Eric, laughing.

"But, the sooner we are now off the better, as you say; for, even if the weather holds up, there are a lot of things for us to do when we get home.

We have the pigs to skin, as well as cut up and salt; and, besides, there's all our money to count over." "We can do that now, as we roll it up in the blanket," replied Fritz, proceeding to suit the action to the word.
To their high delight, they found that there were nearly two thousand separate gold coins, apart from the solid lump fused together, the whole being probably worth some three thousand pounds, or thereabouts.
"Why, it's a perfect fortune!" exclaimed Eric.

"You and Madaleine will now be able to marry and settle down, and mother be comfortably provided for, and everything!" "But, how about your share ?" said Fritz, looking at the unselfish lad with glistening eyes.