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Ruiz was a Chilean merchant and Alvara a Brazilian coffee grower. Calkins was an English cattle buyer. Percival, with his customary abruptness, announced that there was a plot on foot to destroy the present government and turn the island over to the mercy of a gang of desperadoes headed by Manuel Crust. Landover was on his feet in an instant.
He had come to look upon the banker as his "pal"! And his "pal" had not failed him! This is what Landover said to Percival: "Whatever may be in your mind, Percival, I want to say this to you. I was in Manuel Crust's cabin when the thing happened. There were eight of us there. I can point out to you the other six.
Now, you remember some time back that A. A. and your friend Landover had a mix-up in the last named gentleman's stateroom, and you also must remember that Mr. Landover told you about it and that Mr. Percival never told you anything about it. Well, I was a witness to that fracas. I just happened to be walking along the deck when something caught my eye and I went up close to see what it was.
The election next month is to be the signal for all kinds of hell. You may be elected governor, Mr. Landover, but you will not be allowed to serve. Now, here is the story that came to me today, and I can vouch for it. I am authorized, in fact I am commanded to reveal to you the name of my informant.
"I don't believe Crust ever had any such thought," said the other flatly. "We're not getting anywhere by arguing the point," said Percival. He turned to walk away. "Just a moment," called out Landover, after the younger man had taken a few steps. "See here, Percival, I don't want you to misunderstand me.
"Do you really believe that?" "It does not follow that he is an advocate of lawlessness and disorder because he happens to be opposed to some of your pet schemes, does it, Mr. Percival?" inquired Landover ironically. "One of my pet schemes happens to conflict seriously with Manuel's pet scheme, if that will strengthen your argument any, Mr. Landover."
The first shift's turn had come around once more in the natural order of things, and practically all of the men had been landed. Landover had refused to go out with either of the other shifts. He had stood his ground obstinately. Percival's ultimatum, sweeping like wildfire throughout the ship's company, brought nearly every one on board to the rails to see whether he would carry out his threat.
I must beg you to overlook the fact that we are not friends, and believe what I am saying. It is the absolute truth." "I will take your word for it, Mr. Landover," said Percival, after a moment. "I am aware of your dealings with Crust and his crowd. I don't know what the game is, but I do know that you have been fostering discontent, it may even amount to revolt, among; these men.
Landover, who is, I understand, one of the leading bankers in the United States of America, contends that we are well enough off as we are, on board the Doraine, where we've got cabins and beds and shelter from the elements. He may be right. All I have to say to him is this, I don't believe I mentioned it at this conference, Mr.
He doesn't look like a bad man, does he?" And so on and so forth, as the day went along. Masculine strollers had very decided opinions about him. Mr. Landover, the banker, stopped to discuss the toiling menial with Mr. Nicklestick, Mr. Block and Mr. Fitts. "He ought to be in irons," said Mr. Landover, glowering at Percival. "That's what I told the Captain a little while ago.
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