It was past midnight when they returned to the ship, which set sail at break of day towards the north.  By sunset they reached Albemarle Sound, the rendezvous of some companion buccaneers; and there waited for several days feasting and engaging in jovial pastimes.

Meantime, a small sloop was procured for Captain Redfield; and, having been supplied with necessary provisions and household comforts, and manned by four sturdy men who knew naught of the buried treasure, but engaged for the service on goodly pay, it sailed for the captain’s new home near Money Island.

Upon reaching their destination, the pioneer residents set to work at once to construct temporary quarters, and were soon provided with a comfortable house.  According to the plans of the Commander-in-Chief, the men who accompanied Captain Redfield were to understand that they were to engage in any service that might come to hand.  They were to clear the land and till it, build houses and fences, and do such other work as might tend to prepare the locality for a more permanent settlement in case it should be desired to inaugurate such an enterprise.

The sloop gave them communication with the outside world, enabling them to visit Charleston, where a colony had been lately planted, and the several settlements to the north.  It also afforded Captain Redfield opportunity to find a wife, whom he brought to Rindout, as he styled his new home.  There the party lived in the quiet enjoyment of a life with nature, which abundantly supplied, during the frequent periods of recreation, every facility for hunting, fishing, and other sports.

One year passed, and another reached its seventh month; and the party had experienced nothing to arouse more than a passing interest.  There had been no visitors to their settlement, not even an Indian.

On one October morning, however, a ship was seen lying off the inlet.  This was a sight which caused a considerable stir among them.  Captain Redfield debated the question within himself whether or not it was the ship of the Commander-in-Chief, and if it would be wise to go out and pay her a visit.  But he hesitated, not wishing to jeopardize the commission imposed upon him.

Finally, a boat was seen approaching the shore, bearing a flag at its prow.  In due course this was recognized as the ensign of Captain Kidd; and everything wag hastily arranged to receive the leader with due honor and welcome.

As the boat drew near, though, it was discovered that he was not among the occupants; but on a seat at the stern, and with dignified mien, sat Max Brisbau, an old shipmate of Captain Redfield’s, and a former companion in the service of Captain Kidd.

Brisbau alighted, and, extending his hand to Captain Redfield with suave complacency, stated that he had came upon a little service for Captain Kidd, and would later communicate his object.  He showered courtly attentions upon his host, who exhibited unfeigned pleasure in welcoming him.