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She was still quite determined to hold on, to make the other girl do all the talking and all the proving. She herself would rest upon the foundation of her establishment in the place Ida May Bostwick claimed. The latter certainly could not know Sheila's true history. Sheila was as much a stranger to Ida May as she had been to the Balls when Tunis had brought her to Wreckers' Head.
Cap'n Ira, and even Prudence, had got up before daybreak to see the schooner pass. They watched her, turn and turn about at the spyglass, till she was blotted out by the distant fog bank. "I swan," said the old man, "when she heaves into view again I hope she'll have Ida May Bostwick aboard! That is what I hope." "The dear girl!" breathed Prudence.
"Reason, advice, and information would apparently be alike unwelcome to your chauffeur," he answered, doffing his hat. "He is eager to hasten on his way, therefore by all means let us bid him begone." Bostwick grew rapidly wilder at each intimation of his social standing a friend of the maid, and Beth's chauffeur! His impatience to proceed with all possible haste to Goldite was consuming.
Then he caught: "And if you will go to that address Prue's got the street and number and see Ida May Bostwick and tell her about us, you'd be doing us a kindness, Tunis." "Me?" exclaimed the startled captain of the Seamew. "Yes, you. The gal won't bite you. You're going to Boston next week, you say. Will you do it?" "Sure I will, Cap'n Ira," said the young man heartily.
One being only departed from the scene Trimmer, the lumberman, swiftly seeking McCoppet. Van, in his heat, had told too much, accusing the prisoner in hand. He silenced Gettysburg abruptly and started to force aside the crowd. "Gentlemen, gentlemen, move aside," he said. "I've got by Jupe! there's Bostwick!" It was Bostwick fleeing to his car that Van had discovered.
Susannah Alexander, where he was kindly nursed and watched during the night, and his wounds dressed as well as circumstances would permit. On the next day he reached his mother's residence, where the late Major Bostwick resided, and from that place transferred to the hospital in Charlotte.
He had lain half stunned, as it were, till now, while Bostwick held the "Laughing Water" claim and worked it for its gold. A look that was grim and a heat that would brook no resistance had come together upon him. That claim was his, by right of purchase, by right of discovery as to its worth! He had earned it by hardships, privations, suffering! He meant to have it back!
Wrung as Sheila's heart had been by the expression of the old woman's utter confidence in her and by Cap'n Ira's warm words of approbation spoken before the elder, it was nevertheless for Tunis Latham's sake that she had abetted the minister's desire and had agreed that the real Ida May Bostwick should come to the Ball house on Wreckers' Head.
I've dropped that game entirely. This is big enough for us all!" She looked the picture of unsophisticated innocence, sewing at a gaudy square of cloth. "Did this affair also require the expenditure of sixty thousand dollars?" "No, of course not. Didn't I say so before?" "How much did it need if I may ask?" Bostwick colored. He could not escape. He dared not even hint at the sum he had employed.
Roberts had not been of the firm of Bostwick, Smythe, Roberts & Co. it might have been embarrassing to have explained the very precipitate result of his call. But, as it was, Mr. Shipley was so amazed and so bewildered, and so overwhelmed, with delighted pride, that he would almost have forgiven the announcement that Mr. Roberts was already his son-in-law, without leave or license from him.
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