Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-01-09

| taln's message to the mate. The man
| showed a combination of surliness about
| the captains order and resentment toward
| the man who brought it that seemed who'll
ly unjustifi 1t made Parton angry,
and that, perhaps did as much to conquer
| his fears and restore his self-contrOl as
anything could have done. When he went
aft again he walked without faltering down
| the companionway stairs and into the
| cabin, replying to the captains introduce
| ton of Inspector Coast of Scotland Yard, "
with calm voice
Mr.. Carter's a relation Of my Wife" said
| the captain, with an easy mendacity which
would have amused Parton under any other
| circumstances. II only let i'm sail on tn
Lyddy cause I'm skeert of domestic cy-
clones If don't. This Mr.. Coast, Mr.. Car
| ter thinks that we've got Benedict Arnold
| or Guy Fawkes on board, and he's come
| out to see If the rumors that he's heard on
shore Is true. He has to have suspicious,
| you see. In order to earn his wages. You
know what the weather is-the trail was
| a-gettin' hot ashore-it's awful sultry-so
| he thought he'd come out here where 1t
| was cooler. That about right. INSPECTOR"
| The inspector, who was large, good
| Misunderstanding man, appeared to be as in
| capable Of doing anything which would dis
| tress others a smiling child, and grinned.
He went over and sat down close by Par
| ton on the cushioned bench at the side OF
| the table. Parton felt the same involun-
| tary inclination to shrink away from him
| that had made him mentally dodge police
! men shore. Indeed. when their hands
touched, during the little episode it was all
| that he could do to keep his seat.
Have drink" asked the captain.
Parton only nodded. and the captain
poured out big one for him, then passing
| the bottle over to the inspector so that he
could help himself.
Parton was glad that the captain had
| poured the whisky out for him, for he felt
| certain that his own hand II he had at
| tempted it, would have trembled as 1t had
to- 1fp nd nf q Inn
| to him.
We'll, inspector. where are you goin' to
| look for him now?" asked the captain.
The detective smiled.
Fright here" he answered, "as long as
| you're going to lie here, if you don't mind.
| That's good whisky. captain. It's crazy
| idea that they have that he's going out this
way. He's more likely safe on the CONT
nent by this time If they would watch the
railway stations right there in London
| closer, and give us men on duty along the
coast more time to spend with our families,
| they'd do better. It's queer case, any
way"
The captain looked at Parton first and
| then gave a quick glance at the detective.
Mr.. Coast was busy idling with the bottle,
| and again the captain threw his strange
| wink at Parton. as he said:
| by John, tell us about IT."
"Why, it's like this" said Mr.. Coast. ut
seems that young man named Henry Par
| ton came up from the cape the other day
| 1t was a week or more ago-with about
| sixty thousand pounds worth of rough dia-
| monds. He came by them honestly enough.
From what we can learn. he worked hard
| to get them and had wonderful luck be-
| sides. We've found two or three men who
| knew him out there. and they all speak
well of him. He comes of a good family,
| too, although that doesn't seem to mean
| much when there's duke playing hurdy-
| Burdy on the streets in Londoni'
This confirmation of the fact that he was
| really the man whom the inspector had
come out to find was a little shock to Par
| ton but he showed no signs of 1t.
| Its strange about some mems luck"
went ON the ispector. Now I could go out
1 there and stay twenty years and never see
| ample. There's luck In this very case for
some one; but 1t won't be me-
| How do you mean there's luck In .t7''
asked the captain
| why. there's thousand pounds reward
| for him." said the inspector Now @ thou
| sand pounds would just set me up for the
| rest of my life. With what I've got II would
| fix me In splendid shape. ] don't want to
/ wear these boots all my life and the In
| spector stuck out a big shoe Of the regu-
| lation Scotland Yard. prison labor type.
| The captain poured out another drink for
/ all three, and Parton drank his somewhat
| eagerly. 1t Is unpleasant to think that
you are sitting next to a man who can
make himself nearly $1,000 richer by depriy-
| ing you of your liberty.
Struck 1t rich. did herr asked the cap
| tain. glancing quickly at Parton, who was
/ making business Of running the Scotch
and water around in his glass;
| were told that he had eco 600 worth of
rough stones when he came home" said the
| inspector He went away outside Of the
Kimberley region, and struck a little dia-