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Updated: June 5, 2025
He didn't much more than go under the surface nothing like the practice dives we all made up in Long Island Sound before we came down here. He was only testing the pumps and other things to see whether they had stood the voyage. Why, it was nothing at all! I don't see how it could have given any one the 'bends' much less a fellow like Traynor.
"I didn't say you went out," replied the servant, beginning to lose his patience. "I said Mr. Kenneth Traynor went out. You are not Mr. Kenneth Traynor." "Then who in the name of heaven am I?" "I haven't the remotest idea," retorted the man. Condescendingly, he went on: "I admit you look a little like the master." Impatiently he added: "You must excuse me. I want to close the door."
Yet, in what position was he to frustrate Keralio in any of his schemes? He had him in his power; he was completely at his mercy. He allowed him to masquerade in New York as the millionaire, but he was the real master of the Traynor home. Even now, François might be spying on their actions, eager to report to the arch conspirator. Rising from the chair, he lifted her to her feet.
Beautiful as was the Traynor home below, it was in the library in the second floor that Helen always felt happiest and most at ease. Up the broad, thickly carpeted stairs and turning to the right as the landing was reached, they entered the library, a room of truly noble proportions extending the entire width of the house and with deep recessed windows and low seats, overlooking the park.
Then suddenly he asked: "When did you leave the house?" "This afternoon at three o'clock." "When did Mrs. Traynor return from Philadelphia?" "Yesterday furious at the hoax played upon her? Miss Dorothy is perfectly well " Keralio smiled. "Of course. I sent that telegram." The valet grinned. Admiringly, he exclaimed: "You are admirable! Quel homme, mon dieu, quel homme!"
But the captain went cruising out beyond Sacramento, where the purser had a little nest and brood, and came back later with a tale he poured into the ears of the company, the result of which was that Traynor was informed he would be wise to seek other employment; there would be no place for him on the new Montana; and Traynor took first boat for the Columbia, and got far away from San Francisco.
Helen Traynor, so far, had foiled him in everything, and the more she resisted and insulted him, the more determined he was to drag her at his feet. Handsome, poor devil, fondly imagined he would inherit the wife as well as the fortune. How could he guess that he, Keralio, would send a bogus telegram just in time to dash the cup from his lips. Impatiently he strode up and down the rooms.
Traynor, the purser, whether he believed or disbelieved his own story that he had passed that packet down to Loring, could truthfully declare that Loring had displayed most mysterious and unaccountable interest in it. One talk with Pancha, it seems, had banished Loring's intention of confiding his suspicion and the whole story, in fact, to Mr. Traynor.
It is the more inert nitrogen that refuses to get out of the blood after one has been under pressure, that forms the bubbles of gas which cause all the trouble, the 'bends, compressed-air sickness, you know." "Then that is how Traynor died?" I whispered, coming hastily to the conclusion. "Some one placed the wrong salt in there took out oxygen, added nitrogen, instead of removing carbon dioxide?"
That, in itself, was sufficient of a shock. To find Kenneth Traynor the soul of integrity and honor deliberately betraying a trust of such importance hurt him almost as much as the loss of the gems. That they had gone down with the Abyssinia he did not for a moment believe. It was more likely that they had been sold possibly to make good Wall Street losses.
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