Crusoe men, and Mr. Henry,
somewhat surprised that the bells had not alarmed Johnny, pounded loudly
upon the front door.

"Come in, whoever you are," cried the clerk.

"Get up, and open the door," replied the grocer. "Don't you hear those
bells? Is every thing right in there?"

"Not by a long way, sir. I've had visitors. You will have to come in at
the side door."

Johnny knew that Mr. Henry was astonished, for he heard him talking to
himself as he entered the passage. When he reached the side-door, and
saw the hole that had been cut through it, he knew what had been going
on as well as if his clerk had explained the matter to him. He lighted
one of the lamps, and after glancing at the safe, and at the papers that
were scattered about over the floor, he entered the office to look at
Johnny. "I suppose they got it all?" said he, as he untied the ropes
with which the prisoner was confined.

"If they didn't it was their own fault. We are short about twenty-five
dollars worth of provisions, also. Tom Newcombe and his pirate crew have
turned up again, and have drawn on us for supplies."

Mr. Henry's astonishment increased as his clerk hurriedly recounted his
adventures. The latter took particular pains to describe to his employer
the intended movements of the robbers, as he had learned them from the
captain of the Crusoe band, and, when he had finished his story, the
grocer said he would ask Mr. Newcombe to send out his tugs. But Johnny
was too impatient to wait for the tugs. It would be half an hour before
they were ready to start, and there was no knowing what the robbers
might do in that time. The clerk wanted to find them, and keep as close
to them as possible; and something might happen that would put it in his
power to recover the money. He knew that the grocer did not blame him
for any thing that had happened--he would have been a most unreasonable
man indeed, had he done so--but still Johnny felt that he was, to some
extent, responsible for his employer's property, and that the only way
to redeem himself, was to return the money to Mr. Henry with his own
hands. He did not then decide upon any plan of action. His first hard
work must be to find the robbers; and, when that had been done, he would
be governed by circumstances. He left the grocer on the wharf talking to
Mr. Newcombe, and ran to the end of the pier where he had seen a yawl
moored the night before; but that was the one the robbers had taken at
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