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Updated: July 5, 2025
"Oh, it's you! Well, what is it, Gunsaules?" "Senor Estada, sir; he wishes to see a sailor named Gates in the cabin." "Who? Gates? Oh, yes, the new man." He swept his eyes about, until he saw me. "Gates is your name, isn't it?" "Yes, sir." "Follow the steward below; Senor Estada wishes to see you go just as you are." "Very good, sir is this the steward?"
It had been silent, vengeful murder, and the assassin had left no trace. Who could it have been? Not Gunsaules surely the steward lacked both nerve and strength for such a deed. Then there was but one to suspect Silva Sanchez! I stood there dumb, gazing at the dead man, realizing all this dimly, yet conscious only of thankfulness that the victim had not been Dorothy Fairfax.
As I returned to the cabin, Gunsaules awaited me to announce breakfast. "What already?" "It is six-thirty, Senor. Those were my orders." "Very well; I suppose Estada and Manuel usually eat first?" "Si, Senor." "That leaves me alone; suppose you rap on the lady's door yonder, and ask if she will join me. Say your message is from Senor Gates."
As I touched his hand, at Estada's brief introduction, it was as if I fingered a snake, and expected to be greeted with a kiss. Gunsaules hovered about an open door leading forward, and the table had been set for four. As I knew LeVere had eaten alone, before coming to my relief, the only conclusion was that the Portuguese intended that we be joined by the prisoner.
And what is my part now?" "This is my watch below, and it will be best for me to keep off the deck until all is prepared. Besides I am afraid to leave the cabin unguarded. There is no knowing what Gunsaules might do. You sound these men and get them together; wake up the ones in the starboard watch you feel sure are all right, and have them slip quietly on deck.
The fool actually believed he had made a conquest and preened himself like a turkey cock. "Gunsaules." "Senor." "You need not lock the Senorita in her room or guard her in any way hereafter. She is permitted to come and go as she pleases aboard." "Si, Senor." "You have served the Captain and Jose? Yes did the wounded man eat at all?" "A little soup, Senor; he would taste nothing else."
"Yes; I have not undressed. I felt no desire to sleep, although, no doubt I dozed. The call to breakfast was quite welcome." She seated herself opposite me, and we spoke of the weather while Gunsaules served with some skill. He was still hovering about, but my anxiety to enjoy a word with her alone caused me to send him on a task elsewhere. "Has Captain Sanchez been attended to yet?"
The lantern must have been put out since then by some confederate. Gunsaules would be soundly asleep long ago, and the light was supposed to burn until morning. However there was no noise, other than the creaking and groaning of the ship's timbers, mingled with the steady tread of LeVere on the upper deck.
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