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The barque Lafayette, with an assorted cargo, we burned. The schooner Crenshaw, with an assorted cargo for the West Indies, we burned. The barque Lauretta, with an assorted cargo on board for Europe, we burned. The brig Baron de Custine we took a bond for and released. The whaling ship Levi Starbuck we burned. The T.B. Wales, from Calcutta to Boston, with a valuable cargo on board, we burned.
Crenshaw dodged it and the two men grappled and went down, fighting furiously; Harleston letting out shouts all the while, and even managing to overturn a table, which fell with a terrific smash of broken glass and bric-
As he went out, he smiled pleasantly at Crenshaw. Harleston walked down Sixteenth Street the Avenue of the Presidents, if you have time either to say it or write it. The Secretary of State resided on it, and, as chance had it, he was descending the front steps as Harleston came along.
"Why not spread your cards on the table, Crenshaw?" he asked. "I did stumble on the deserted cab this morning, wholly by accident; I was on my way here. I did find in it a letter and these roses, and I brought them here. I don't know if you know what that letter contained I do. It's in cipher and will be turned over to the State Department for translation.
I am even unacquainted with my clients, who are distant cousins, but his nearest kin they live in South Carolina. I was merely instructed to represent them in the event of his death and to look after their interests." "That's business," said Crenshaw, nodding. "All I know is this: General Quintard was a conspicuous man in these parts fifty years ago; that was before my time, Mr.
Crenshaw said he knew a place to hide him, and he gathered him under his arms, and I by his feet, and conveyed him to a deep crevice in the brow of the precipice, and tumbled him into it, and he went out of sight; we then tumbled in his saddle, and took his horse with us, which was worth two hundred dollars.
Then I told them who I was, and all became excitement for the next day's adventure. We drove down to the Federal outpost. Crenshaw that was the name of the cotton buyer showed his pass to the officer in command, who then turned to me. "Captain," I said, "I have no pass, but I am a nephew of Mrs. General Dana. Can you not pass me in without a pass?" He was very polite.
'My compliments to Mr. Harleston when he returns, said Crenshaw, as he went out." "Describe the other man!" said Ranleigh. "Medium sized, slender, dark hair and eyes, good features, looked like a gentleman, wore a blue sack-suit, black silk tie, and stiff straw hat." "It's Sparrow," Harleston remarked. "Did they take anything with them?" "Nothing whatever that I saw, sir."
Harleston took a taxi to the Collingwood, arriving just as Ranleigh came up, and the two men went in together. Whiteside was there; gagged and bound to the same chair that had held Crenshaw. The rooms were in confusion. Everything had been gone through; clothes were scattered over the floor, papers were strewn about, drawers stood open. They released Whiteside, and presently he was able to talk.
It was very peculiar.... She had referred to the De Neviers slip on last Saturday and she distinctly remembered that the Count's was there at that time. Consequently she must have dropped it on Sunday when she was studying the Rosny matter, and then she was in this room and Marston and Crenshaw and Sparrow were in the next room.
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