He was up that ladder hand over fist, with me close behind ’im, and as soon as he ’ad got on to the wharf started to run to ’is ship.

“Good night, Bill,” he ses, over ’is shoulder.

“Arf a moment.”  I ses, follering ’im.

“I must get aboard,” he ses; “I believe I’ve got a chill,” and afore I could stop ’im he ’ad jumped on and run down to ’is cabin.

I stood on the jetty for a minute or two, trembling all over with cold and temper.  Then I saw he ’ad got a light in ’is cabin, and I crept aboard and peeped down the skylight.  And I just ’ad time to see some sovereigns on the table, when he looked up and blew out the light.