During this day, too, the grayish mass in the dory was pronounced to be ambergris, beyond a doubt, was carefully weighed, and stored in stout boxes made by the yacht’s carpenter. Its weight was found to be a few ounces over one hundred and twenty pounds, and Lord Seabright told Breeze that its value in the London market would not be far from fifty thousand dollars. Quite dazzled by the magnitude of this sum, Breeze for a while thought of himself as a young man of fortune, and indulged in delightful dreams of what he would do with the money as soon as it came into his possession. Suddenly the remembrance of Nimbus came upon him like a blow. Was not the black man, who had been his faithful dorymate, entitled to an equal share in it? Of course he was, though it was with reluctance that Breeze admitted the fact to himself. Still, even such a division would leave him twenty-five thousand dollars. It would be enough to purchase several fishing vessels, and make him a person of considerable prominence in Gloucester. The thought of Gloucester brought another with it. On what terms was the fishing business carried on there? Was it not on the basis of one-half the catch to the vessel and half to the crew? To be sure it was, and this ambergris was one of the incidental profits of the _Fish-hawk’s_ voyage to Iceland. But, then, had not he and Nimbus found it all by themselves and risked their lives in obtaining and saving it? It would be easy enough to sell it, keep the money, and say nothing about it. So, locked in his tiny state-room, the boy struggled with the right and the wrong of this question for more than an hour. Finally the right triumphed, and when he became conscious of the fact, Breeze felt as light-hearted and happy as though he had been crushed under the whole weight of fifty thousand dollars in gold, and it had suddenly been lifted from him. When, soon afterwards, he was congratulated by Mr. Whyte Whymper upon the amount of his fortune, he replied, “Yes, sir, seventeen hundred dollars is a good deal of money for a boy like me to have at once.” “Seventeen hundred dollars!” exclaimed the other. “Why, I thought it was ten thousand pounds?” “So it is, sir, in all; but, according to Gloucester rule, half of it goes to the schooner, and the other half must be divided among her crew of twelve others besides Nimbus and myself.” When he made this statement of the case to his black dorymate, he was put to shame by discovering that the honest fellow had never taken any other view of it. At the same time Mr. Whyte Whymper was saying to Lord Seabright, “I have just discovered that our young Yankee friend is possessed of a degree of honesty that, to me, would be worth all his other good qualities put together.”