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Updated: June 15, 2025
Why, every summer when the run starts he comes across the marshes and slinks about the Kalvik thickets like a wraith, watching from afar just in order to be near it all. He stands alone and forsaken, harking to the clank of the machinery, every bolt of which he placed; watching his enemies enrich themselves from that gleaming silver army, which he considers his very own.
Toward midnight "Fingerless" Fraser, cruising in a nocturnal search for adventure and profit, found him in a semi-maudlin state, descanting vaporously to his train; and, upon catching mention of the Kalvik fisheries, snatched him homeward and put him to bed, after which he locked him into his room, threw the key over the transom, and stood guard outside until assured that he slept.
"I do; and for the action of the police in trying to fix the crime upon me. You know, perhaps, how I got away from Seattle. When Marsh arrived at Kalvik, he first tried to sink my boilers; failing in that, he ruined my Iron Chinks; then he 'corked' my fish-trap, not because he needed more fish, but purely to spoil my catch.
Why, this village would become a city in no time if such a thing were to happen; the whole region would fill up with miners, and not only would labor conditions be entirely upset for years, but the eyes of the world, being turned this way, other people might go into the fishing business and create a competition which would both influence prices, and deplete the supply of fish in the Kalvik River.
The Kalvik River is the most wonderful salmon river in the world, for it has never failed once; that's why the Companies guard it so jealously; that's why they denied you shelter. You see, it is set away off here in one corner of Behring Sea without means of communication or access, and they intend to keep it so." It was evident that the young man was vitally interested now.
I'm not doing it altogether unselfishly, for I believe you've been sent to Kalvik to work out your own salvation and mine, and that of poor George Balt, whom you've never seen. You're going to do this thing, and you're going to make it win." Emerson reached out impulsively and caught her tiny, mittened hand.
That put him in the end book with me, to start with." "Did you know Cherry before you came to Kalvik?" Boyd asked, searching his companion's face with a look the man could not evade. "Only casual." "Where?" "Nome the year of the big rush." "During the mining troubles, eh?" "Sure." "What was she doing?" "Minding her business. She's good at that." Fraser's eyes had become green and fishy, as usual.
"First, a beautiful Indian girl; now, a mysterious white woman! Why, Kalvik is decidedly interesting." "There is nothing mysterious about the white woman," said Marsh. "She is quite typical just a plain mining camp hanger-on who drifted down our way." "Not at all," Boyd disclaimed, angrily.
"Repairs. Kalvik is our most important station, so I want to get it in first-class shape before Mr. Wayland and Mildred arrive." "Mildred!" ejaculated Boyd, surprised past resenting Marsh's use of the girl's first name. "Is she coming?" The other's smile was peculiarly irritating. "Oh, indeed yes! We expect to make the trip quite an elaborate excursion.
I employed him once, but had to discharge him for incompetence, and he has threatened my life repeatedly. You may imagine the start it gave me to stroll into a cafe, at this distance from Kalvik, and find him seated at a near-by table." "How strange!" Miss Wayland observed. "What did he do?" "Mr. Emerson prevented him from making a scene.
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