The captain gave him a drink of unspeakable gin, and the opera-comique crew, with their hairy throats, red caps, and long knives, greeted him as a brother.

Then the trade began.

They had tobacco, plenty of it--American, that had never paid duty to France.

They wanted chocolate and crackers.

Harvey rowed back to arrange with the cook and Disko, who owned the stores, and on his return the cocoa-tins and cracker-bags were counted out by the Frenchman's wheel.