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"Before I part with this map you've all got to sign a paper promising me my proper share, and to give me twenty pounds down." Mr. Tredgold hesitated and looked serious. Mr. Chalk, somewhat dazed by the events of the evening, blinked at him solemnly. Mr. Stobell withdrew his head from the window and spoke. "TWENTY-POUNDS!" he growled.
Stobell instinctively put out his right elbow. "You've met just the right man," said Captain Brisket, with a boisterous laugh. "I know a schooner, two hundred and forty tons, that is just the identical article you're looking for, good as new and sound as a bell. Are you going to sail her yourself?" "No," said Mr. Stobell, without looking up, "he ain't."
"I should like to think there was somebody working to put a fortune like that into my lap. We shall have a fifth each." "That'll be five-thousand-pounds for you, Selina," said Mr. Stobell, with a would-be benevolent smile. Miss Vickers turned a composed little face upon him and languidly closed one eye.
Chalk thought his friends had done with, fluttered bravely in the breeze. It was designed to attract attention, and, so far as the bereaved Mr. Stobell was concerned, it certainly succeeded. Nearly a year had elapsed since the sailing of the Fair Emily, and Binchester, which had listened doubtfully to the tale of the treasure as revealed by Mr. William Russell, was still awaiting news of her fate.
"Combine business with pleasure," resumed Mr. Tredgold, lighting his pipe; "sea-air . . . change . . . blow away the cobwebs . . . experience for Edward to be left alone. What do you think, Stobell?" he added, turning suddenly. Mr. Stobell gripped the arms of his chair in his huge hands and drew his bulky figure to a more upright position.
"It's all very well for you," continued Mr. Chalk, uneasily. "But my wife is sure to insist upon coming." Mr. Stobell sniffed. "I've got a wife too," he remarked. "Yes," said Mr. Chalk, in a burst of unwonted frankness, "but it ain't quite the same thing. I've got a wife and Mrs. Stobell has got a husband that's the difference." Mr. Stobell pondered this remark for the rest of the way home.
"One of us ought to keep watch," he said, as Stobell, after a heavy supper followed by a satisfying pipe, rolled himself in a blanket and composed himself for slumber. Mr. Stobell grunted, and in a few minutes was fast asleep. Mr. Tredgold, first blowing out the candle, followed suit, while Mr. Chalk, a prey to vague fears, sat up nursing a huge revolver.
"The savages must have surprised them," said the latter, in trembling tones. "That's why they left us alone." "Or else they heard the noise ashore and put to sea," said Tredgold. They stood gazing at each other in consternation. Then Stobell, who had been looking about him, gave vent to an astonished grunt and pointed to a boat drawn upon the beach nearly abreast of where their tent had been.
The door closed with a snap, but Tredgold and Chalk made no move. Glued to their seats, they stared blankly at the door, until the rigidity of their pose and the strangeness of their gaze began to affect the slower-witted Mr. Stobell. "Anything wrong?" inquired the astonished Captain Bowers, looking from one to the other. There was no reply. Mr.
A faint sound of hustling and growling, followed by a gentle bumping against the door, seemed to indicate that he or perhaps the bear was having recourse to physical force. "Come in," cried the captain. The door opened and Mr. Chalk, somewhat flushed, entered, leading Mr. Stobell.
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