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"I am now cook of the Valetta," he spat and spluttered, his mouth writhing in a fearful struggle with its defect. "I know you. I saw you at the hotel. I saw you at Lavina's. I saw you on the Kittiwake. I saw you at the Mariposa wharf. You are Captain Grief, and you will save me. Those men are devils. They killed Captain Dupuy. Me they made kill half the crew. Two they shot from the cross-trees.
"It was a little notion of Lavina's, and I'd never meddled with it, one way or the other. But I'd left it be there after she died, because I liked to look at it. I'd no more 'a' dreamed of puttin' that check in it than I would of puttin' it into Gracie's work-box. But there it was, and how it come there it wasn't vouchsafed me to know.
Lady Lavina Karvall was the center of a cluster of matrons and dowagers, around which tomorrow's bridesmaids fluttered like many-colored butterflies. She took possession of her daughter and dragged her into the feminine circle. He saw Rovard Grauffis, small and saturnine, Duke Angus' henchman, and Burt Sandrasan, Lady Lavina's brother.
A few minutes later a barefooted native girl padded in and shook her head. Lavina's disappointment was evident. "You're stopping aboard the Kittiwake, aren't you?" she said. "I'll tell him you called." "Then it is a he?" Grief queried. Lavina nodded. "I hope you can do something for him, Captain Grief. I'm only a good-natured woman. I don't know.
But Jim returned with pitcher and glass, and the master and his friends went back to the hotel none the wiser, either of Lavina's whereabouts or of the operation of this new kind of railroad. Lavina was well cared for, and her master and mistress returned to New Orleans with a new experience, minus a nurse girl. Another fugitive, by the name of Zack, came across the river from Virginia into Ohio.
He read: WANTED To exchange a half interest in buried treasure, worth five million francs, for transportation for one to an unknown island in the Pacific and facilities for carrying away the loot. Ask for FOLLY, at Lavina's. Grief looked at his watch. It was early yet, only eight o'clock. "Mr. Carlsen," he called in the direction of a glowing pipe. "Get the crew for the whale-boat.
And this time it went on to say, loud and plain, so's 't I could hear every word, 'You look in the little black teapot on the top shelf of the pantry, where I kep' the missionary money, and see what you'll find. And with that I heard her laugh; and I'd know Lavina's laugh among a thousand.
So did everybody else in the little island capital; for neither the beach nor Lavina's boarding house had been so scandalized in years. In midday, bareheaded, clad only in swimming trunks, Aloysius Pankburn ran down the main street from Lavina's to the water front.
But they were aware of events, of the common enemy, of the straining effort of war, and they were proud of their nephew in the King's uniform. They twittered over him like fond birds. He must stay his leave out with them. At this pronunciamento of Aunt Lavina's a swift glance passed between the two old women.
I have the island, the latitude and longitude of the beach where the three spikes were nailed in the trees. The spikes are up at Lavina's now. The latitude and longitude are in my head. Now what do you think?" "Fishy," was Grief's instant judgment. "Why didn't your father go and get it himself?" "Didn't need it. An uncle died and left him a fortune.
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