The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1911-04-13
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your head into the clouds, don't take
your feet off the deck"
Fitzgerald expanded under his tact
ful Interpretation. a long breath
OF relief issued from his heart, and
the rendtng doubt was dissipated he
vulture-shadow spread its dark pen
mons and wheeled down the west
priceless thing is that friend upon
whom one may shift the part of bur
den. Il seemed TO be one of Cathewes
occupations in life to absorb, in
kindly, Unconditional manner, other
peoples troubles 1t Is this type Of
man. too, who rarely shares HIS n.
Il would be rather graeelesS to say
that after drinking the cocktail Fttz-
gerald resumed his aforetime rosal
/ lenses. lie was naturally at heart an
optimist. as are all men Of action. And
y, the admiral WHO had begun -
I look upon him with puzzled COM
miseration, came IL the conclusion
( that the young mans liver had re-
stunned its normal functions. An old
! man would have diagnosed the case
as one OF heart tas Mrs Coldheld
! secretly and readily and happily did !;
! but an cid fellow like the admiral
!
| When one has jouTneged for days on
! the unquiet sea a touch OF land un-
| ,ieffoot fenews, Antaeuswise. one =
/ strength and mental activity, so a
festive spirit presided at the dinner
! table. The admiral determined to
vault the enforced repression of his
secret lnasmuch as II must be told.
the present seemed propitious mo-
ment. lie signed for the attendants
10 leave the salon, aud then raped
on the table for silence He obtained
il easily enough
NV friends" he began, where ID
you think this boat is really going ?"
| "MafsciiIes" answered Coidfeld.
Where else cried NJ Ferraud
as If diversion from that course was
something OF an improbability
Corsica. We can leave you al
Mnrseilles, Mr.. FerrauG, If you wish
hut | advise you to remain with us
1t will be something to tell in your
old age"
| Cathewe glanced across to F'itzger-
aid. as If TO ask: DO YOU know any
I ming about this 2" Fitzgerald, catching
1'tne sense oT' this mute inquiry, nodded
atirmatively.
Corsica is beautiful place" said
Hildegarde. Il spent a spring in
We'll, that is our port" confessed
the admiral. laying his precious docu-
ments on the table. The fact is, we
are going to dig ZAP treasure. with
IA flourish.
: Laughter and increduious exclama-
| lions followed this statement.
pirates" cried Coldfleld with 8
sood-natured jeer. He had cruiset
with the admiral before. Where's
the cutlass and tolly-roger? Yo-ho!
and bottle O. rum!'
Yes. And where's the other shiI
following at our heels, az they always
do In treasure hunts, the rival pirates
who Will cut our threats when vs.
have dug up tho treasure from
Cathewe.
"Treasures!" bled NJ. F'erraud
from behind his pineapple, Carefully
he avoided Fitzgeraldis gaze, hu, he
noted the expression on Brietmann'.
face. l. was not pleasant.
| Just a moment" the admiral re-
| puested patiently, Il know IL smells
hshy. Laura, go ahead and read tho
documents to the unbelieving giaours
Mr., Fitzgerald knows and so does
Mr. Breitmann."
Tell us about il, Laura. No jok-
/ ing, now" said Coldficld, surrenderinS
! bis Incredibly with some hesitance
| And II the treasure Involves no fight
ing or diplomatic tangle. count me
! in Think of it,, Jane" turning TO
his wife, two old churchgners hks
you and me, a-going after a pirate :
! treasure, Doesn't it make you laugh =
Laura uufolded the story, and when
she came 10 the end. the excitement
/ was hot aud BabyIonic. Napoleon!
What word a treasure put to-
gether to rescue him from st. Helena.
/ Gold French gold English gold, Span
tsh and Austrian gold, all mildeWing
| IN rotting chest somewhere back
Of Apache, 1t was unbelievable, fan
tastic as one of those cinematograph
pictures, running back ward.
| "l3ut what are YOU going to do with
it when you find ii 90
Findings is keepings. quoted the
admiral. Perhaps divide 1T. perhaps
| turn il over to France, providing
| France agrees to use 1t for charitable
| purposes.
"A fine plan, IS II not. Mr. Breit :
MANN. said Mr. Ferraud
Findings is keepings." repeated
! Bretmann. with a pale smile -
The eyes of llildegarde Won Mittef
burned and burned Could she but
read what lay behind that impassiv G
face, And he took 1t. all with a smile
What would he do? What would ne
| do now? kept recurring in her mind.
| She knew the man, or at least she
thought she did; and she was aware
! that there existed in his soul dark
caverns which she had never dared
to explore. Yes. what would he do
/ now How would he put his hand
upon this gold she trenibled with
/ apprehension.