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Updated: June 11, 2025
If you write to Miss Hyslop, your letters will be burned." He went back to the smoking-room, and playing with his usual boldness, won twenty dollars. Then he joined Mrs. Cartwright on the front veranda and remarked: "Shillito won't bother us. He goes in the morning." Mrs. Cartwright gave him a grateful smile. She had long known that when she asked her husband's help difficulties were removed.
The people here are sports, and one or two are willing to put up the money to start a club that ought to attract the English tourists. If I found the thing didn't pay before you went back, I could quit and get after you." "I think not," said Barbara, desperately. "If you came to England, a cablegram to the Canadian police " Shillito laughed. "You wouldn't send a cablegram!
"Leave the thing to me," he said. "I'll talk to Shillito." He went off, but when he reached the steps to the veranda in front of the hotel he stopped. His gout bothered him. At the top Mortimer Hyslop was smoking a cigarette. The young man was thin and looked bored; his summer clothes were a study in harmonious colors, and he had delicate hands like a woman's.
The Spanish know the advantages of firm control, and I admit their plan works well." Shillito did not return to the Catalina. When he was playing cards for high stakes one evening, two guardias civiles entered the gambling house and one touched Shillito's arm. "You will come with us, señor," he said politely. Shillito pushed back his chair and looked about.
Arbella Shillito was his second cousin, a Rossiter by birth, and would fain have married Michael herself, only that he was not at that time thinking of marriage, and when his thoughts turned that way the very day after, as it were he met Linda Bennet and her thousands a year. But he retained a half humorous liking for this handsome young woman.
When I came into the veranda and saw Shillito " "I think you stopped for a moment at the bottom of the steps!" Barbara remarked. He colored, but gave her a steady look. "That is so. I admit the thing's ridiculous; but at first I felt I'd better pull out. Then I noted something about your pose; you looked angry." "Ah," said Barbara. "It was a relief to see I was angry? You were satisfied then?"
"As a rule, the men who get stung know all about machines and material but nothing about book-keeping," Vernon replied. "A bright accountant could rob one or two I've met when he was asleep. For example, there was Shillito. His employers were big and prosperous lumber people; clever men at their job, but Shillito gambled with their money for some time before they got on his track.
Cartwright is rich, and I reckoned you would see my staying about the town has drawbacks. For one thing, the English tourists are a gossiping lot. It ought to pay you and your mother to help me get off." Barbara tried to think. The drawbacks Shillito indicated were plain, and as long as he stayed at Las Palmas she would know no ease of mind, but she had not five hundred pounds, and Mrs.
Lister's hand went to his cap, but he was getting indistinct and Terrier had begun to plunge on the long swell outside the wall. She steered for open sea, the big black liner followed the coast, and presently Cartwright signed the men to pull. Then he looked at Barbara and smiled, for he knew she had seen Shillito. "Things do sometimes happen like that!" he said.
"Oh, well," said Lister awkwardly, "I'd seen her look at her purse and frown, and as I helped her up the locomotive steps I pushed a few bills into her hand. I don't think she knew they were paper money. She was highly-strung and anxious to get off before Shillito came along." Mrs. Cartwright gave him a look that moved him. Her eyes shone and he knew she was his friend.
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