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Old Orrick's heard that you've hit the town and is totin' a gun and talk-in' wild. And, of course, there's others. Don't jump off no tall buildin's, I say, expectin' Providence to land you soft. There's a train to Noo York at eight-ten. Cut while you can!" "Why, thanks," said Varney, laughing and starting on. "If I should see Mr. Stanhope at any time, I won't fail to pass him the friendly tip."
The two men watched him intently, in a moment of perfect silence. Then the boss, who was not without a certain dramatic sense, said slowly: "Mamie Orrick's old friend!" A baleful light leaped into Hackley's eyes. He broke away from the bar with a movement that was like a wrench, and started for the door. "I'll fix him," he muttered dourly. "Fix him good."
Dear me, wot a set o' hypocrites we've got to be in the hexecution of our dooty!" While Coleman moralised thus, in utter ignorance of the near proximity of an eye-witness, the smuggler at the mouth of the cave, who was no other than Orrick's friend, Rodney Nick, muttered some remarks between his teeth which were by no means complimentary to the other.
Orrick's reply was inaudible, for the shrieking of the gale, and the roar of breakers drowned his voice. At that moment a huge wave broke at a considerable distance ahead of them, and against its white crest something like the mast of a vessel was discerned for an instant.
I married Mamie Orrick's little sister!" "Most interesting," said Varney, "as a bit of genealogy, but what's it got to do with Stanhope and the club?" But Mr. Hackley said again, cryptically: "Chuck it." Then, softened by the young man's pleasant ways, and by the windfall of a fortune pinned into his vest: "Be sensible, Stanhope," he added amiably. "I ain't the only one.
But Guy was too much absorbed by the object of the expedition to venture any remark on the beautiful aspect of nature. "D'ye see that lugger, Bax?" said Bluenose, pointing to a particular spot on the sea. "Between the Yankee and the Frenchman?" said Bax, "I see it well enough. What then?" "That's Long Orrick's boat," replied the Captain, "I'd know it among a thousand.
Thus Varney learned that he had one friend in Hunston who was true to him, according to his poor little lights; and he felt that that kindly lie of Tommy Orrick's, if it was ever set down against him anywhere, must be the kind that is blotted out again in tears. "Why, I've been good to that kid," said Hammerton, "giving him cigar-ends nearly every time I see him and that sort of thing.
When he heard Long Orrick's last words, and felt how utterly powerless he was in his weakness to counteract him in his designs, he could not prevent the escape of a deep groan. The effect on the two men was electrical. They sprang up, filled with superstitious horror, and fled precipitately from the cave. Old Jeph staggered out after them, and made for the cottage of his friend Coleman.
The young man was up with him directly, and his vague impression of recognition suddenly became fitted to a name. "Orrick?" The bowed form straightened and turned. Through the thickening twilight the two men looked at each other. "You were not by any chance waiting for me?" The darkness hid old Orrick's eyes; he shook his head slowly a number of times.
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