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"I am afraid I cannot offer my escort any further, Miss Beverley," he regretted. "I must have a little conversation with Brightman here." "Of course," she answered. "I quite understand. Perhaps we may meet in London. It seems a pity, doesn't it," she went on sympathetically, "that that wonderful voyage of yours was taken for nothing? Some one on this ship has been very clever indeed."
Andelsen shook hands and accepted a chair. Upon the table in front of the captain was the sealed dispatch box. Crawshay had a suggestion to make. "I think," he said, "that Miss Beverley should be here herself when this is opened." "I have no objection," Brightman assented. The captain rang for his steward and sent down a message. Mr.
Then there was a pause of several hours. About midday, two men Brightman and a stranger came down the covered way into the dock and boarded the steamer. They were shown at once into the captain's room, where Crawshay and Captain Jones were awaiting them. "This," Brightman said, introducing his companion, "is Mr. Andelsen. I was fortunate enough to find him on the point of leaving for London." Mr.
Brightman, considers him as full of illumination as "a bright star in the Church of God." Thucydides simply says that attendance on the sick promoted the spread of the pestilence. He was a scholar, a gentleman, a Christian of the most exalted piety and charity, and a very eminent Natural philosopher.
"We'll find him," Brightman shouted. "Here, Central! Give me Scotland Yard. Scotland Yard, quick! Johnson, you take a taxi to the Savoy." Unnoticed, Richard Beverley had risen to his feet and helped himself to another whisky and soda.
I don't like to seem over-sanguine," Brightman went on, "but my impression is that he is rather up against it." "All I can say is that he is taking it very coolly, then!" "To all appearance, yes. From half-an-hour after his bid at the fete, that box has been as inaccessible to him as though it had been walled up." They took their seats in the stalls, which were now rapidly filling.
They were all sharers in the same shock of surprise as the neatly folded packets of ordinary writing paper were one by one disclosed. Crawshay seized one and dragged it to the light. The captain kept on picking them up and throwing them down again. Brightman mechanically followed his example. "The whole thing's a bluff!" Crawshay exclaimed. "These sheets of paper are all blank!
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