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"You can see, Captain Shivernock, that I am in an awkward position," added Laud. "I have no doubt the man I saved was the one who stole the tin box. He paid me with the stolen bills." "It is awkward, as you say," chuckled the strange man. "I suppose you wouldn't know the fellow you saved if you saw him." "O, yes, I think I should," exclaimed Laud.
This conclusion was a great relief to the mind of the young man; but he had hardly reached it before the captain himself passed through the gate, and fixed a searching gaze upon him, as though he regarded him as an interloper. "What are you doing here, Don John?" demanded Captain Shivernock, as he ascended the steps of the piazza. "I came to see you, sir," replied Donald, respectfully.
"A bill which I can identify came back to me the other day. Don John paid it to Mr. Leach, and he to me. Don John says Laud Cavendish paid him the bill." "And so he did," protested Donald, as the captain glanced at him. "And I gave it to Laud Cavendish," added Captain Shivernock; thus carrying out the programme which had been agreed upon the night before he went on his journey. Possibly, if Mr.
Give it to the missionaries to buy red flannel shirts for little niggers in the West Indies, if you like. I don't care what you do with it." "You don't wish anybody to know you have been on the island this morning is that the idea, Captain Shivernock?" asked Donald, not a little alarmed at the position in which his companion was placing him. "That's the idea, Don John." "I don't see why "
The boat-builder protested that he knew nothing about these papers, and had never seen them before in his life. Mrs. Ramsay and Barbara wept as though their hearts would break; but Donald was led away by the sheriff. That night Captain Shivernock returned by the train from Portland. Mr. Beardsley, the deputy sheriff, conducted Donald to the elegant mansion of Captain Patterdale.
I do not think Donald would have given a nickel five-cent piece to have been informed correctly upon either point, though he did propose the question to himself in each case. Probably Laud had no particular object in view in digging the ground did not look as though he had; and Captain Shivernock was odd enough to do anything, or to be anywhere, at the most unseasonable hours.
I have no doubt, from what indications I have of the character of Donald Ramsay, that he tried to learn his Sunday School lesson, tried to give attention to the sermons he heard, and tried to be interested in the good books he essayed to read on Sunday; but I am not sure that he succeeded entirely, for the skeleton frame of the Maud would rise up in his imagination to cloud the vision of higher things, and the remembrance of his relations with Captain Shivernock would thrust itself upon him.
"I only wanted the privilege of proving to Captain Patterdale that he was mistaken about the bill, by showing him three more just like it." "How do you fold your money, Captain Shivernock?" asked the nabob. "None of your business, you canting psalm-singer." "I shall be obliged to commit you," said the sheriff, sharply. "Commit me!" howled the wicked nabob. "I should like to see you do it."
Without this he had not enough to pay the sail-maker. He did not like to use this money, for he was not fully satisfied that Laud would not get into trouble on account of it, or that he might not himself have some difficulty with Captain Shivernock. He feared that he should be called upon to refund this money; but Mr.
"I was; we parted company, and you stood over towards the Northport shore." "Just so." "Over there you met Captain Shivernock." "I didn't say I did." "But I say you did," persisted Donald. "For some reason best known to himself, the captain did not want any one to know he was on Long Island that night." Laud listened with intense interest. "Do you know what his reason was, Don John?"
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