The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1902-05-16


Hayle accompanied them into the
bar, and was witness of the satisfac-
ton the landlord endeavored, from
business motives, to conceal. In due
course he followed them to the small,
sitting rooms in the yard at the back,
and observed that they were placed
ON either side of himself. He had al
ready taken the precaution of rapping
upon the walls in order to discover
their thickness, and to find out wheth-
err the sound of thinking money
was to be heard through them.
II must remember that thirty
and sixpence and two Mexican dollars
are all have in the world" he said to
himself at would be bad business
to allow them to suppose that had
more, until I find out what they want"
1.-THE last time I was here was with
Stellman,'' said the taller of the men,
when they met again in the courtyard.
He had got concession from the
Dutch, SO he said, to work portion of
the West Coast for shell. He wanted
=ne to go in with him"
"And you couldn't see your way
20 it?'
"I've seen two Dutch jails," said the
other; and have no use for them"
"And what happened to Stellman?"
asked Hayle, but without any appar-
ent interest. He was thinking of some
thing else at the time.
"They got his money, his boat and
his shell, with three pearls that would
have made your mouth water" replied
the other.
"And Stellman?"
<'Oh, they buried him at Sourabaya.
BE took the cholera, SO they said, but
have heard since that he died of star
walton. They don't feed you too well
In Dutch jails, especially when you've
got concession and a consul"
The speaker looked up at his com.
panion as he said this, and the other
who, as have already said, was no,
interested in the unfortunate Stell
man, or had probably heard the tale
before, nodded his head in the direc
ton of the room where the smaller
nan was engaged on his toilet, to tn,
accompaniment of splashing water
The movement of the head was as sig
nificant as the nod of the famous lore
of Burleigh.
''Just the same as ever" the othel
replied. always pushing his nose int
old papers and documents, until YOU'D
think he'd make himself i'll. Lord
what a man he would have been for tn,
British museum! There's not hi
equal on ancient Asia in the world"
"And this particular business?"
''Ah, you shall hear all about it il
the proper time. That'll be tomorrow
morning, l reckon. In the meantim
you can go to bed, and content your
self with the knowledge that, all bein;
we'll, you're going to play a hand il
the biggest scoop that ever or any
body else have tackled"
Mr.. Kitwater, for such was the nam
of the gentleman, began his prepare
lions for the night, vigorously cursin!
the mosquitoes as he did so. He wa
"a fine-loolling man, with a powerful
though somewhat humorous cast O
countenance. His eyes were large ant
mot unkindly. His head was GOO
one from chronological point of view
but was marred by the possession o
enormous ears which stood out OF
either side of his head like those of
bat. He wore close-cropped beard
and he was famous for his strength
which indeed was tina of giant.
"Hayle, if can sum it up Alright i
just the same as ever" he said, as
arranged the mosquito netting of hi
bed. "He doesn't trust me, and DON
trust him. But he'll be none the les
useful for that. Let him try to pla.
me false, and, by the Lord Harry, he'll
not live to do it again"
With this anna bic sentiment Mr.. Kit
water prepared himself for slumber.
Next morning they met at break
fast. All three were somewhat silent
It was as if the weight of the matte
which was that day to be discussed
pressed upon their spirits. The small
est of the trio, Septimus Codd by n lame
who was habitually taciturn, spok
scarcely a word. He was strang,
little man, nineteenth century vii
lain In sense. He was rogue and ,