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Updated: May 7, 2025
Cleigh dared not hang it in his gallery at home in New York for the particular reason that the British Government, urged by the Viceroy of India, had been hunting high and low for the rug since 1911, when it had been the rightful property of a certain influential maharaja whose Ai, ai! had reverberated from Hind to Albion over the loss.
Father and son, and they had passed each other without a nod! Had she not been a witness to the episode, she would not have believed such a performance possible. Through the fog burst a clear point of light. This was not the first time she had encountered Anthony Cleigh. Where had she seen him before, and under what circumstance?
I'm not without friends." "Never in this world!" came resonantly from Cabin Two. Cleigh longed to get away. There was a rumbling and a threatening inside of him that needed space Gargantuan laughter. Not the clinging kind, this girl! And the boy, walking straight at Dodge's villainous revolver! Why, he would need the whole crew behind him when he liberated these two!
With this she rushed past him and on to her cabin, the door of which she closed with such emphasis that it was heard all over the yacht so sharp was the report that both Cleigh and Dodge awoke and sat up, half convinced that they had heard a pistol shot! Jane sat down on her bed, still furious. After a while she was able to understand something of this fury.
Why commit piracy unless he was a colossal liar, which Dennison was ready enough to believe. The word of a rogue! Some private war? Was Cunningham paying off an old grudge? But was any grudge worth this risk? The old boy wasn't to be scared; Cunningham ought to have known that. If Cleigh came through with a whole skin he'd hunt the beggar down if it carried him to the North Pole.
Cleigh, fully alive now, coldly ran his inspecting glance over the men. He had never before given their faces any particular attention. Besides, this was the first time he had seen so many of them at once. During boat drill they had been divided into four squads. Young faces, lean and hard some of them, but reckless rather than bad.
I was an old fool." "And I was a young one." "Would you like a cup of coffee?" Cleigh asked, eagerly. "If it won't be too much trouble." "No trouble at all." A hand pressure, a few inconsequent phrases, that is always enough for two strong characters in the hour of reconciliation. Cleigh out of the way, Jane tried to disengage her hand, but Dennison only tightened his grip.
As a fool, he hung in the same gallery as the Cleighs. Cleigh ate his breakfast alone. Upon inquiry he learned that Jane was indisposed and that Dennison had gone into the pantry and picked up his breakfast there. Cleigh found the day unspeakably dull.
Seated beside him on the bench was Jane, her head inclined against his shoulder. Perhaps that was a good reason why he began a composition and did not carry it through to its conclusion. "That was a trick of his mother's," said Cleigh, still addressing the fire. "All the fine things in him he got from her. I gave him his shoulders, but I guess that's about all." Mrs. Norman did not turn her head.
You see, Cleigh, I'm one of those efficiency sharks. In this game I have left nothing to chance. Nothing except an act of God as they say on the back of your steamer ticket can derange my plans. Not the least bit of inconvenience to you beyond going out of your course for a few days. The new crew was signed on in Singapore able seamen wanting to return to the States. Hired them in your name.
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