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That it was of great value I soon discovered from what the old Hebrew informed me. He took from his inner pocket a tiny pair of scales, and proceeded to weigh the glittering jewel in the balance. Then he made some calculations on a dirty piece of paper, speaking as he did so in Dutch with Captain Flett. "D'ye want to sell the thing, Halcro?" said the skipper.
If I'd gone into the bluff to look for him, he might have slipped out and driven off, so I stood by the beasts quite a while. It strikes me that team wasn't his. At last Flett rode up with another trooper. It seems Steve met them on the trail." George nodded. Flett had arrived before he was expected, because Grant's messenger had been saved a long ride to his station. "Well?" he said.
I snatched my precious talisman from him, and replaced it under the collar of my knitted shirt. The Jew looked surprised; but without heeding him I turned away with Captain Flett, who walked with me some distance from the dispersing crowd. When we were alone beside one of the sheds he said: "It's all right now, Ericson, my lad.
Oh, just because I tink you have got someting vort a great lot of money. Dot little black stone you showed me; long time ago, you know." Here Captain Flett interposed, speaking with Isaac in Dutch. A long conversation followed in that language, during which Flett asked me for my viking's stone. The old Jew took the talisman in his long fingers.
"He wanted to see if my gray was still in the stable," Flett said dryly. "His friends have some business they'd sooner I didn't butt into fixed up somewhere else." "But you have no idea where?" "I haven't; that's the trouble. There are three or four different trails I'd like to watch, and I quite expect to strike the wrong one.
"Ay, ay, just another minute, Jimmy," said Flett. Then turning to me again, he continued: "Weel, I'm just away up to Dominie Drever's. The dominie was aboard the Falcon just before the Clasper came in yestreen, and I saw him again after ye were brought here. He was up at Lyndardy this mornin' seeing your mother for information about all your movements these two days past.
"How does the matter strike you?" "I've an idea that Flett was right in saying it was the limit. There was a certain romance about these disturbances when they began; they were a novelty in this part of Canada. People took them lightly, glad of something amusing or exciting to talk about.
"Why, man," said Kinlay, lowering his voice, "that's just the simplest part o' the whole business. Think ye that no whisky comes into Stromness forbye what gangs to Oliver Gray's? Why, man, if it came to that, I could undertake to supply ye mysel' on the most easy terms." "Ay, like enough," returned Flett, with a look in his face that Carver did not observe. "Like enough excise paid, of course?"
He opened a roll-top desk, and wrote a note which he read out: "'Constable Flett has been detained in the neighborhood of this homestead through having rendered, at my request, valuable assistance in rounding up a bunch of cattle, scattered in crossing the flooded river." "Thanks," said Flett. "That kind of thing counts when they're choosing a corporal." Grant turned to George with a smile.
In defence Margaret Fae swore that she had been with John on Brogar Bridge until nearly time to meet her father, and that John then wore a black broadcloth suit and a high hat; furthermore, that she believed it utterly impossible for him to have gone home, changed his clothes, and then reached the scene of the murder at the time Hacon Flett and Ragon Torr swore to his appearance there.
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