“Two for all three.”
“It’s a long walk,” said the captain, taking another drink.
“There’ll be another barge along in a day or two,” George sounded supremely confident. “You give us a ride, you come out two silvers ahead and we get there quicker. You don’t, the next one will. Up to you.”
“Enough,” the captain’s wife interrupted before her husband could open his mouth again. “Two for all three of you, you buy your own food, and I’ll do the cooking. Fair enough?”
“Sounds good to me,” said Thomas. “George?”
“Aye.”
“I could have gotten another half-silver,” grumbled the Captain, and all three sons erupted in laughter. The captain joined in a moment later. “All right. Two silvers it is. But you pay before you get on board, and if you’re not on the deck at sunrise, you’re walking to Hawksmo
