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Carver Kinlay knelt down beside this chest and unlocked it. He turned over many bundles of papers, and I saw him take out what appeared to be a roll of bank notes and thrust them into his breast pocket. He paused suddenly in his work at the hurried return of his men, and grasped at the box like a miser suddenly surprised. "The hounds are on us!" exclaimed one excitedly. "They have taken the boat!"
"And how can I go home when my own brother has done this thing?" "Tom Kinlay is no brother o' yours, Thora!" gasped Colin. "Nor Carver your father!" "What do you mean, Colin? Oh, what do you mean?" cried she. "Carver not my father! Who is my father, then?" "Listen!" said Colin. But he had not strength to say more. He dropped his head back and groaned. And then she saw that he was dead.
So ye'd better let the other lads ken about this. Let them understand that they are breaking the law if they keep their discovery a secret." "Yes, sir, I'll tell Rosson and Hercus before school time in the morning." "And Kinlay?" said Mr. Drever, looking questioningly in my face.
Their method was simply that which Jack Paterson had carried out, in boldly confronting Kinlay with closed fists; and when Jack's fellow fishermen heard what he had done their revenge was satisfied, and they returned to their daily duties with accustomed quietude, only agreeing in this, that thereafter Carver Kinlay was to be recognized as the common enemy of all true Orkney men; that he was not to be molested, but that none was to give him help in any way soever.
"Very good, Andrew; we'll examine them afterwards," said the magistrate. "There was no other wreckage? no other bodies washed ashore?" "No. It was while he was looking out for further remains of the wreck that Sandy Ericson discovered Carver Kinlay in the Gaulton Cave, and with him the child we know as Thora." "Kinlay's own child, that is," observed the bailie. "I believe not, Mr.
Kinlay was utterly taken aback by what happened, and as the weapon fell from his hand and dropped into the deep water, he turned instinctively to see who had attacked him. Two of the cutter's men thereupon crossed the planks and encountered him on the large flat rock whence the casks had been taken, while I made my way past them.
Drever contended were worth more than their mere weight in silver. Meanwhile, the schoolmaster, anxious to keep the collection, as he said, intacto, for preservation in some museum, still held possession of the antiquities, and was nightly burning much oil in his absorbed study of them. Since Tom Kinlay had left the school Mr. Drever had not seen him.
"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?"
To begin with, there was the sword apparently the most valuable of all the treasures. Who was to have this? I naturally thought it should go to Hercus, to whom we owed our possession of the wealth, and I remembered that Kinlay already had an equivalent share in the pieces of broken helmet he had appropriated. I handed the sword over to Hercus, therefore.
A small boat passed within a few yards of the jetty, rowed by Tom Kinlay, one of my schoolfellows. "Now, then, Ericson," he cried out as he saw me; "d'ye not hear the bell? Hurry up, lad, or you'll be late again. Aha! I'll tell the dominie that you're sitting there fishing when you should be at the school. Come away now, or ye'll get your licks."
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