St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-03-15

only know that I've changed my mind. Pm
not going to Sacramento. I shall stay here,
old man, until see you safe through the
business, or my names not Dick Renshaw.
There's my hand on i'll Don't say a word.
Maybe it is no more than / ought to do
perhaps not half enough. Only remember,
not word OF this to your daughter. She
must believe that l leave tonight And the
sooner you get her out of this cursed ship the
better.''-
deacon Flint's girls are going up in to-
nights boat. III send Rosey with them,"
said Mott with cunning twinkle. Renshaw
nodded. Mott seized his hand with wink
of unutterabe significance.
Left to himself Renshaw tried to review
more calmly the circumstances in these
strange revelations that had impelled him to
change his resolution SO suddenly. That the
ship was under the surveillance OF unknown
parties, and that the description of them
tailed with his own knowledge of a certain
Lascar sailor, who was one OF Sleight's in
formants, seemed to be more than probable.
That this seemed to point to Sleight's disloy-
atty to himself while he was acting as his
agent, or a double treachery on the part of
Sleight's informants, was IN either case a
reason and an excuse for his own interfer-
ence. But the connection of the absurd
Frenchman with the case, which at first
seemed a characteristic imbeci!ity of his
landlord, bewildered him the more he
thought of it. Rejecting any hypothesis of
the girls affection for the Anticipated
figure whose sanity was question OF pubic
criticism, he was forced to the equally alarm
ing theory that Ferrieres was cognizant OF
the treasure, and that his attentions to
Rosey were to gain possession of it by marry
ing her. Might she not be dazzled by
picture of this wealth? Was it not possible
that she was already in part possession of
the secret and her strange attraction to the
ship, and what he had deemed her innocent
craving for information concerning it con-
sequences? Why had he not thought OF this
before! Perhaps she had detected his pur-
pose from the first, and had deliberately
checkmated him. The thought did not in
crease his complacency as Mott softly re-
turned.
offs all right" he began with a certain
satisfaction in this rare opportunity for
Machiavellian diplomacy. ''It's all fixed
now. Rosey tumbled to it at once, partik-
lerly when 1 said you was bound to go. But
wot makes Mr.. Renshaw go, fatherl SEE she;
'wot makes everybody run away from the
her. Mr. Renshaw hez contractin' bust
ness,' SEE I; got big thing up in Sacra-
mento that'll make his FORUM, SEE I-for
wasn't gofn' to give yer away, don't We see.
He had some business to talk to you about
the Ship says she, lookin' at me under the
corner Of her pocket handkerchief. Lots o.
business sez I. Then l reckon he don't
care TO hev me write to him. says she. Not
a bit seq l, 'he wouldn't answer We if We
did. Ye'll never hear from that chap agin.'"
''But what the devil-'' interrupted the
young man impetuously.
Keep yer hair onr' demonstrated the
old man, with dark intelligence. EFF you'd
seen the way she hounced into her state
room !-she, ROsey, ez allus moves eZ softly
ez a spirit-you'd heV wished I'd hev I'M
loaded little more. No, sir, gals is gals in
some things all the time.'
Renshaw rose and paced the room rapidly
perhaps ia better speak to her again before
she goes,' he said, impulsively.
"P'rhaps you'd better not" replied the
imperturbable Mott.
Irritated as he was Renshaw could not
avoid the reflection that the old man was
right What, Indeed, could he say to her
with his present imperfect knowledge? How
could she write to him if that knowledge was
correct?
Ell said Mott, kindly, with laying on
of large benedictory and paternal hands, ''ef
yer are willin' to see Rosey agin, without
speakin' TO her, l reckon | ken fix it for yer.
I'm goin' to take Der down to the boat in
half an hour Eff yer should happen-mind,
eff yer should happen to be down there, seein'
some friends off and sorter promenadin' up
and down the wharf like them heightened
chaps on Montgomery street-ye might ketch
her eve unconscious like. Or, ye might do
thisp' He rose after moments cogtation,
and with face of profound mystery opened
the door and beckoned Renshaw to follow
him. Leading the way cautiously he brought
the young man into an open, uupartitioned
recess beside her stateroom. 1t seemed 10
be used as a store room, and Renshaw's
eye was caught by trunk the
size and shape of the one that had
provided Rosey with the materials of her
masquerade. Pointing to it Mr.. Mott said
in grave whisper: This yer trunk is the
trunk to Rosey's. She's got the
things them opery women wears; this yer
contains the he things, the buds and fXin's
O the men o. the same stripe" Throwing
it open he continued: ''Now, Mr.. Renshaw,
gals is gals; it's nat'ral they should be took
by fancy dress and store clothes on young
chaps as on themselves. That man Ferrers
hez got the dead wood on all Of Ye in this
sort of thing, and hez been playing, so to
speak, lone hand all along. And ef thar's
auythin' in thar be added, lifting part of
theatrical wardrobe, ''that you think you'd
fancv-auythin' you'd like to put on When
We promenade the wharf down yonder-
It's yours Don't ye be bashful, but help
yourself"
1t was fully minute before Renshaw fair
" grasped the old mans meaning. But
when he did-when the suggested spectacle
of himself arrayed la Fcrriercs, gravely
promenading the wharf as last gorg eous
appeal To the affections of Rosey, rose before
his fancy, he gave way to fit of genuine
laughter. The nervous tension of the past
few hours relaxed; he laughed until the tears
came into his eyes; ne was still laughing
when the door of the cabin was suddenly
opened and Rosey appeared cold and distant
on the threshold.
'L-beg your PARDON stammered Rem
shaw hastily. II didn't mean-to disturb
you-I''
Without looking at him Rosey turned to
her father. ~ am ready" she said coldly,
and closed the door again.
A glance of artful intelligence came into
Motifs eyes, which had remained blanky
staring at Reushaw's apparently causeless
hilarity. Turning to him he winked solemuly.
THAT keerIess kind o. hoss-lafT list fetched
her, he whispered, and vanished before his
chsgrined companion could reply.
When Mr.. Mott aud his daughter departed
Renshaw was not in the ship, neither did he
make spectacular appearance on the wharf
as Mr.. Mott had foudiy expected, nor did he
turn up again until after o'clock. when be
found the old man in the cabin awaiting bis
return with some agitation. A mint ago"
be said. mysteriously closing the door behind
Reushax. Il heard voice in the passage
and, goin' out who should see aein but that