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Kenwardine, of course, had courage, but Dick was armed with a stern tenacity that made him careless of the hurt he received. Now, though he had nothing to gain and much to lose, he would hold on because duty demanded it. The contrast between them threw a lurid light upon Kenwardine's treachery.
The few English and Americans whose help she might have asked regarded her with suspicion, and it looked as if her father would be unable to send for her. This was daunting but it was not the worst. Richter had vaguely hinted at Kenwardine's business, which was obviously mysterious. She saw where his hints led, but she would not follow up the clue.
We're not very far off and most of the people in the neighborhood have driven over to our camp." "I only came home to-night, after being away for some time." Dick was relieved to learn this. He did not like to think of her living at Kenwardine's house and meeting his friends.
There was no direct communication between Santa Brigida and Kingston, but steamers touched at the latter place when making a round of other ports, which would enable Dick and his ally to join Kenwardine's boat at her last call. If either of them had gone on board at Santa Brigida, Kenwardine would have left the ship at the next port.
Kenwardine's manner was careless, but Jake imagined he felt more interest than he showed. "It was blowing pretty fresh when she left us, and if the scows had broken adrift again, there'd have been some risk of losing them. This would delay the delivery of the coal, and we're getting very short of fuel." "I see," said Kenwardine.
It was some relief to think so, and although there was a mystery about the coal, which Dick meant to fathom if he could, nothing indicated that Kenwardine's trickery had any political aim. Dick dismissed the matter and remembered with half-jealous uneasiness that Jake seemed to know a good deal about Kenwardine's household.
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