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"I'd like for you to say a good word for me, if it falls your way, to this Mr. Locke and Trask." "Sure," said Wilkins. "Who does this Mr. Trask happen to be?" asked Jarrow. "Mining man," said Wilkins. "Oh." "Yes, he was talking with Looney Dinshaw. Seems he came out here from China to look after the island. I knew him down in Colombo, when I managed a hotel."
But now I'm ready, and if I can arrange a charter, I'll cut the rate to the bone, just to help Dinshaw say sixty-five a day, gold." He looked at Locke inquiringly. "I don't know much about such things," said Locke, vaguely. "Well, a hundred a day is the usual rate," went on Jarrow, "but I'll make it special just to help the old man." "I hope you're well repaid," said Locke. "If there is gold "
"Variation, one degree east," remarked Dinshaw, and went back to his figuring, talking to himself and scratching his head. From his conduct since sailing it was obvious that he intended to hold himself aloof from the rest of the party. "Thinks he's navigatin'," whispered Jarrow, with a wink to Trask. "He looks a lot better than he did," said Locke. "Has more colour and walks with more vigour."
Jarrow made his way leisurely, and ran the boat on the shingle. He stood watching Doc and waiting for him, and when the steward had come close and stopped as if in doubt as to what the captain's attitude would be, Jarrow beckoned him on with a peremptory gesture. There was a parley, which ended with Doc returning to the fire, and then Jarrow approached Dinshaw.
He might not be so anxious to leave, if he had what he thought to be proof that there was plenty of gold." "Oh, I'm sorry," said Marjorie. "I'd hoped that Dinshaw's dream had come true." "Had me going all right," said Locke. Before long Jarrow came out, in dry clothing, smacking his lips after a drink, and lighted a long cigar. "Now," he began, "how're we to git Looney Dinshaw back?"
The black man grunted, and put his pipe in his mouth, staring past Dinshaw at the door as if he expected to see a pursuing party burst in and attack the old man, who seemed spent from running. "Who's der drouble?" he growled. "For v'y you roon?" "I've hauled the wind!" cried Dinshaw, dropping his parcel on the bar, and throwing up his hands in a gesture of wild delight. "My luck's turned!
Belgrave, who was strongly tempted to kiss the little fellow; but she was afraid it would not be in order, and she refrained. "I am ten years old, madam," replied Dinshaw, with the sweetest of smiles. "And you have been married this evening, sahib?" continued the lady.
If you don't stand by me, the chance is gone. "'Cap'n Dinshaw, says I to him, 'I'll stand by if I can be any help, lose money or no. If me and my schooner's what you need, why, she's lyin' off the breakwater, and I'm your man. And Peth, my mate, he speaks up, and says to him: 'Dinny, don't you fret none, but leave it to Jarrow. He's the man to tie to if ye need help.
The last of the noon idlers had gone, and the door leading to the Mole was shut against the hot breeze lifting from the sun's glare on the river. Then a beam of light whipped across the floor with a shuffle of feet on the stone steps outside. Captain Dinshaw tottered in, gasping for breath and shaking with excitement. "Van!" he cried, weakly, making for the bar. "I'm rich!"
When his back was turned from them the sailors indulged in grins and back-slappings and other rough demonstrations of their knowledge that the "afterguard" were not on agreeable terms. This prankish mood of the crew was shown in their efforts to make Dinshaw uncomfortable.
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