re me. We had drifted, perhaps, a mile from the vessel when
Salambo hoisted a small sail, and the wind being favourable we were
wafted quickly towards land. This being done, he opened a box, which
he had taken care should be lowered into the boat, and took from it two
complete suits of gentlemen's attire.

"I always like to be ready for emergencies," he said, coolly. "If we
go on shore dressed as we are we shall be objects of suspicion
immediately."

He changed his clothes, which completely altered his appearance, after
which he bade me follow his example.

"Now," he said, when I had finished, "you look more like a civilized
man; but there is a pirate's fire in your eye even yet. I don't know
that I should like having you for an enemy, for I think you would still
make short work of the man you disliked."

Involuntarily, I thought of my brother Wilfred, and clenched my hands
nervously. Salambo watched me with a curious look on his face, and
then continued:

"But we must get rid of these things, or they will not fit in with my
story when we land."

"Why, what are you going to say?"

"Say! Why, that I am a Spanish gentleman from Santiago, that you are
an English friend of mine, and that we have for a freak come over here.
I speak the Spanish language perfectly, of course, while you speak it
with an English accent. Leave all to me. I'll manage it."

We landed at St. Sebastian in the early moming without difficulty. The
change in Salambo's clothes had not only altered his appearance, but it
had apparently made a different man of him. He was no longer the wild
sea robber, but a refined, courteous gentleman. Instinctively the
peasantry saluted him with respect, and we were soon installed in the
best place of accommodation in the town.

I was anxious to get away, and feverishly asked him as to my best means
of getting to England.

"I have been thinking whether we shall ever meet again," he said,
without answering my question. "We have been together nearly two
years, and we have come to regard each other as friends. Should we
ever settle down, which I doubt in spite of our desires, I hope we
shall be able to meet--meet in peace as brothers."

"Why not?" I said, boldly and confidently, "nothing would give me more
joy than to welcome you in my old Cornish home."

"Ah, Senor Trewinion," he said, for I had told him my true name, "we
have both been away ten years, and when we get to our respective
birthpl