"Mother," said Guert, on his return to the house from one of his visits to the _Noank_. "I wish you could go with us to the West Indies, the Antilles. Think of it! Summer all the while!" "But no oranges, or lemons, or pineapples just now," she said laughingly. "I mean to go, some day. Perhaps you will take me in your own ship." "Any ship of mine will be your ship," he said. "I wish I had some money to leave with you, now. It's awful to think of your being poor." "Our New York farm will be of no use to us," she said, "until the king's troops leave the island. I shall be very comfortable here, though, except that I shall all the while be waiting for you to come home again." Very brave was she, under her somewhat difficult circumstances. All the New London people were kind, especially the Averys, but she expected to be poor in purse for some time to come. As to that, however, she had a surprise in store. That very evening, after dark, Up-na-tan lingered in the kitchen. "Chief see ole woman," he said. "See nobody but Guert mother." No sooner were they alone than he pulled from under his captured military cloak a small purse, and handed it to her. "No Kidd money," he said. "Lobster money. Pay ole woman for King George take farm." She hesitated a moment, and then she exclaimed:-- "God sent it, I do believe! I'll take it. You won't need it at sea." "Up-na-tan no want money," he replied contemptuously. "Ole chief go fight. Come back. Go to ole woman house. Own house. Money belong to ole woman." "Thank you!" she said. "No," grumbled the Indian; "no thank at all. Up-na-tan good!" So the conference ended, for he stalked out of the house, and she examined the purse. "Nearly twenty pounds, of all sorts," she said. "Now I needn't borrow of Rachel for ever so long. I want to let Guert know. He will feel better." The Indian had but obeyed the simple rules of his training. Any kind of game, however captured, was for the squaw of his wigwam to administer. Her business would be to provide for the hunter as best she could. In former days he had always been free of the Ten Eyck house and farm. It was his. The game he had recently taken was in the form of gold and silver, but there could be no question as to what he was bound to do with it. Neither he or his Ashantee comrade were inclined to spend much time on shore. Hardly anything could induce them to come away from the keen pleasure they were having in the handling and stowage of much powder and shot. The varied weapons which they examined and put in order were as so many jewels, to be fondly admired and even patted.