New-York tribune., 1908-11-01

her ashore. He paused reHectlVeIy Ior
moment.
You know" he went on, Il never saw
boat do lust that trick before, and l never
hope to again. She was loaded pretty low as
it was. and when she took that little wave
aboard she simply sat down, sat down IN
four feet of water as easy as l sit IN this chair
1t was all so quiet and natural that nobody
moved There they al sat, with just their
heads sticking out of the water, fifteen or
eighteen heads, and that was all, including
old Sir Malcolm's with his white whlskerS.
Well, of course that lasted only about an eighth
of a second, and then they all scrambled out
and made for dry land. But when they got
ashore and turned and looked back there was
Sir Malcolm still sitting there like HOrat1uS at
the bridge little hke.-wlth another small
wave Just breaking over him. 1t seems his
coattail had got iammed in the thwart- so that
he couldn't stand up. 1t didn't occur to him
to take off his coat, and there were three waves
altogether that went over him before we could
get him loose.
Smith hadn't meant to laugh; but he knew
the pompous old Chief Justice very well, and
the thought of what his attempts at dignity
must have been, with his red face emerging
from one wave after another like Jack IN
box OverCame for the moment the serious as
poets Of the case and he joined in with Clifford
and Flowers, and laughed until he was tired.
At last feebly, ne asked for the rest OF the
story.
There ism t any more" said Clifford. The
Chief Justice wouldn't stop tor anything then,
not even to be welcomed by Allen. He was SO
hot with rage he fairly steamed. He told us
what he thought of while were trying
to work him loose. There is no doubt he held
Us responsible for the accident, particularly
O'Brien. He said hrs being at that particular
spot on the beach mised the coXswain. He
wouldn't have anything to do with any OF us ;
so Mr.. Beaumont took him up to Fort House
to dry out When he gets into his right mind
and his right clothes, | suspect he'll see things
differently But shouldn't care to have him sit
in judgment me, feeling as he does just now.
FLOWERS heard a knock just then at the
back door, and, retiring, brought back
presently a note which he handed to Smith
The manager was about to tear it open. when
he noticed that it was addressed to Clifford ;
so he handed it to him.
Clifford took it over to the window to read
it; for the sky was heavily overcast and there
wasn't much light He had 4 queer, embar-
rasSed look in his face when he turned back
to Smith Il don't know what to do about
this" he said. "Ill leave it to you. 1t shall
be just as you say whether | obey it or not.
It's note from Sir Malcolm McDougal order
ing me to put you and O'Brien under arrest
and bring you up to Fort House"
All right" said Smith. "We1l go and get
O'Brien and then go up"
81 doubt If We can find him" said Clifford.
He disappeared when we We're getting Sir
Malcolm out of the water, and the Lord knows
where his drunken legs have taken him in the
meantime"
Smith took down his telephone, with the
idea of mquiring concerning his errant engineer
from other members of the staff; but the wires
were evidently down already, for he could get
no answer of any sort.
Then he and Clifford started to make a per-
SOnal search, but the storm had already
grown into a veritable tempest, which rendered
the streets impossible as well as dangerous
SO. reluctantly choosing the more sheltered
lanes and fighting their way inch by inch
across the open spaces, they set out for Fort
House