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"No, no," said the captain, warmly. "Whoever has got it, it isn't Edward Tredgold. I expect the talk about it has leaked out and somebody has slipped in and taken it. I ought to have been more careful." "He started when you said that you had burnt it," persisted Miss Drewitt, unwilling to give up a theory so much to her liking. "You mark my words if his father and Mr. Chalk and that Mr.
"The next train is due at six," he observed, with a glance at the time-table hanging on the wall; "I expect he'll come by that. He was here on Monday seeing the last of the furniture in. Are you Miss Drewitt?" "Yes," said the girl. "If you'll kindly give me the key, I can go in and wait for him." Mr. Tredgold took it from a drawer.
Miss Drewitt, with marked deliberation, came to a pause in the centre of the path. "Are you going to continue talking nonsense?" she inquired, significantly. Mr. Tredgold sighed. "I would rather talk sense," he replied, with a sudden change of manner. "Try," said the girl, encouragingly. "Only it is so difficult," said Edward, thoughtfully, "to you." Miss Drewitt stopped again.
"Did you know that I was up in the crow's-nest?" she demanded. "Joseph never said a word about it," said Mr. Tredgold, with an air of great frankness. "He merely said that you were in the garden, and, not being able to find you, I thought that he was mistaken." "Did you know that I was up in the crow's-nest?" repeated Miss Drewitt, with ominous persistency.
"Well, my dear," he began, slowly. "Then Miss Drewitt could see it too," said Mr. Tredgold, blandly. Miss Drewitt reddened with indignation. "I could see it any time I wished," she said, sharply. "Well, wish now," entreated Mr. Tredgold. "As a matter of fact, I'm dying with curiosity myself. Bring it out and make it crackle, captain; it's a bank-note for half a million."
She even found herself, somewhat to her surprise, discussing the voyage and sympathising with Mr. Tredgold in his anxiety concerning his father's safety. "Mrs. Chalk and Mrs. Stobell are very anxious, too," he said. "It is a long way for a small craft like that." "And then to find no treasure at the end of it," said Miss Drewitt, with feminine sweetness. Mr. Tredgold stole a look at her.
"Well, it won't be your fault," said Prudence. "You haven't broken your word intentionally." But the captain paid no heed. He was staring wild-eyed into vacancy and rumpling his grey hair until it stood at all angles. His face reflected varying emotions. "Somebody has got it," he said again. "Whoever it is will get no good by it," said Miss Drewitt, who had had a pious upbringing.
"I should never forgive myself," he said, gently. Miss Drewitt regarded him in alarm, and of her own accord gave him a third cup of tea and told him that he might smoke. She felt safer when she saw him light a cigarette, and, for fear that a worse thing might befall her, entered amiably into conversation.
"Yes, he and Joseph have much in common," remarked Miss Drewitt, casually. "They're some what alike, too, I always fancy." "Alike!" exclaimed the astonished captain. "Edward Tredgold like Joseph? Why, you must be dreaming." "Perhaps it's only my fancy," conceded Miss Drewitt, "but I always think that I can see a likeness." "There isn't the slightest resemblance in the world," said the captain.
"Presumptuous?" repeated Miss Drewitt. "So many better and wiser men than myself smoke," exclaimed Mr. Tredgold, "including even bishops. If it is good enough for them, it ought to be good enough for me; that's the way I look at it. Who am I that I should be too proud to smoke? Who am I that I should try and set my poor ideas above those of my superiors? Do you see my point of view?"
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