Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1907-03-30
CHAPTER xX.-(Continued.)

ANA@btAo VI the tltW unQ NAhkhA Ah'
CLEAN Of drawn knives. Evidently they
did not trust u.s.
When 1t was over. we followed Blake
up the ladder and waited quietly while
he laid out Gradens revolver and our
few belongings on the flap Of central
table behind which the captain was
standing. A short speech by the worthy,
and the Irishman began again:
''The skipper wud have ye know" he
said, addressing Graden with a growing
dignity that would have been comic
enough at a less unfortunate moment,
"that ye stand accused " carrying off the
ould glnt yonder and committin' burg
larry on his person. Fwhat do ye say
to that, sorrT
at is absolutely untrue"
IVAN for him. thin. But Orm to ask
ye how ye account fer tn possession
Nv that pocket-book the skipper Is holding
so loving in his hand. He says that
there's close on FIVE hundred pounds In
ut. Is ut yours7 p
''No-it belongs to the old gentleman.
1.-THE mischief II does Then how did We
come by ut?"
l feel certain that If my cousin
could have told his story directly to the
captain, the honesty of his manner and
the simplicity of his narration would
have had effect. But this pleading at
secondhand was a sorry business. From
his long pauses and facial contortions
l soon gathered that Blake was not the
lingulst that he claimed to be. Indeed,
the version which the captain received
from him must have been something
astounding. The tale was scarcely con
cluded when the captain raised his hand.
and the hounderings Of the interpreter
ceased abruptly.
Thus was his decision translated. He
would touch at Southampton, where the
case could be fought out In the English
courts. In the meanwhile, as the evil
dence was overwhelmingly against US,
we should be placed In irons and con
fined In the cabin where we then were.
He was just man. Angry though l
was at the time, l have come to think
he did the right thing. The harmless
appearance Of Marnac, his ability TO
plead his cause, our obvious endeavor to
keep him from communicating with the
crew, our possession Of so valuable a
pocketbook belonging to hlm-no, we
cannot blame the captain II he decided In
his favor
To attempt resistance would have been
absurd. The men about us carried
knives, and the butt Of heavy revolver
showed warningy from the captains
pocket. For the first time In either of
our lives the handouts snapped at our
wrists. They moved out one by one; the
door was closed and barred upon us. In
another three minutes we were both
asleep. Our ill-fortune, the doings of
our worst enemy, the irons at our wrists
we forgot them all In the dead, still
sleep that Nature grants to the very
weary.
1t was Blake who woke us with our
midday meal He was In his most talk
alive mood. Guilty or Innocent It made
small difference TO him, after he had de-
cided upon the fact of our gentility.
He was agog with the manner of Mar
macs escape from U.S. The lad who was
servant to the captain had been down
In the lazarette, and from pure curiosity
had poked up the trap In the cabin floor.
With promises of money, Marnac had
persuaded the youngster to guide him to
the captain. In their haste they had for
gotten TO close the trap and grating be-
at the head Of the second ladder. Mar
nae had waited In the captains room
while the lad went forward TO find his
master. Ii was doubtless their interview
that Graden had observed from the
bridge. When the supposed victim of
our plot had told his story, they had
armed themselves and come to arrest us.
calling the Irishman and two more of the
crew In case of resistance. They had
found US below-a source Of delight to
the Portuguese sailors, who had a healthy
terror Of Englishmenl and the rest we
knew.
Come. my man." said my cousin after
he had concluded, "for yourself. now
do you believe us gulltyT
Faith, sorr, It's quare business en-
tolrely," he answered, scratching his red
pole lndecIslvely. For whether it's you
or the ould gintleman that they'll lay
by the heels in Southampton Water, It's
not fer me to be after saying. Sure tits
wan Of the two-which Is all OF knows. "
snow listen to me, Tim Blake" said
my cousin. MY name Is, as told you.
Sir Henry Graden, and l am rich man.
am not asking you to neglect your duty,
which Is to keep us In; but If you will
have an eye to the door so as to keep
that old gentleman out, there'l be five
and twenty pounds In your pocket"
Whatever the Irishman may have
thought Of our characters, there was no
doubt as to his belief In the genuine ma
ture of the offer. He beamed upon us
with childlike jubilation that was quite
comic In Its enthusiasm.
unrr fpdoIa ord
cried.
Have you the key?"
81 have, sorr. Wud your honor like
to kape it7 You can turn the lock whln
l knock Tower times"
That will hardly do" said my cousin,
laughing. ave might have the captain
visiting US, which would mean a change
OF jailers. Now. as to the trap door
Is that also securedT'
1.-THE lad we spoke of-he has the kay,
SORT May the mischief seize him !"
ave can't leave It like that. See II
you can fix It up to better advantage"
Blake raised the outer block Of wood
which fitted level with the flooring, and
inspected the grating below. 1t was
secured by a paddock precaution nee
essary ersagh, for honesty Is not the
prevailing characteristic Of a Portuguese
crew. Afs-r moments thought. he drew
his pocket a handful Of rubbish from
which he extracted a large nail. Graden's
boot served as a hammer, and with this
he drove it into the keyhole.
Twill hOuld II foinew cried he, re-
gardins bis work with exultation.
AM so, with fresh assurances Of
l. L