The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1915-04-17

4 III feebly pathetic quest Tor duNlce.
Marsh was the first to respond.
What can you do? What power
have you over the gold;"
That's just it-what power have
/? None practically; the captain is
master. and his orders from the com
pany take precedence Of those Of any
one else"
Brill said nothing: he had no sug-
gestion to make. 1t seemed to him
that this man. nerveless as he was.
knew all there was To learn about the
various phases Of the situation. Why.
then. should he call upon either Marsh
or himself for help? Je%nnison's next
words were a partial explanation.
you may think me fanciful. gentle
men," he said. lowering his voice. but
leaves this ship our syndicate Will be
ruined"
"Who owns the gold?' asked Brill.
us 1t still the syndicate's or does it
belong to RUSSIA
Until the bonds are transferred 1t
belongs to the syndicate was the re,
ply.
"Then the order for reshipment must
have come from the syndicate in Amer
ica!'
The old man inclined his head.
"You are known to be on the Olym-
piad?" queried Marsh. =
II think not. ! tried to conceal that
l was going. thinking II would make
talk. Besides. | didn't decide to come
till the day before the steamer sailed
An idea so obvious that he was sur
prised he had not thought Of IL at once
occurred TO Brill.
"Why don't you communicate with
your friends by wireless!' he said.
putting the thought into words.
That's what Benedict suggested
Benedict again, The mere mention
Of the mans name In this connection
robbed this consultation of whatever
honor Brill had attached 10 II. Yet
the thing was natural enough. he re-
Elected. Why should not the Mexican
be consulted on n matter In which he
was himself interested:
IL was going to the telegraph office"
said Mr.. J~ennison. when | met you.
| thought it best to hand in my dis
| patch personally"
"Have you a cipher code with your
people In America. Mr.. Jennisong 2"
asked Marsh.
Eyes. my partner and | boz a pri-
vate cipher. 1t would be best to use
il. wouldn't it,
Just as well anyway" replied the
stout traveller dryly. with fifty mil
lion at stake it's not wise TO let too
many sit in the game
lets see. what was the dateg'
mumbled .Jennison half TO himself.
His brows knotted for a moment. then
he reached for n gold coin dangling at
his watch chain and looked at it with
dull scrutiny.
ooh. yes" he resumed. the date
went to the civil war. | got this coin
after | was mustered out"
The three walked to the office or the
wireless. and. finding no new bulletin,
Brill and Marsh left Mr.. Jennison there
laboriously writing out his message.
".That was a clever idea about the
cipher." observed Brill as they made
for the stateroom. There VIII be no
doubt about the reply if it is in code.
always use one with my house.
Jennison's is evidently the same kind
as mine~the recurring fisure-pased
upon a date, you know"
Brill didn't know. and Marsh began
an enthusiastic disquisition on the an
cient art of cryptoGrams, OF when he
seemed to have made Il profound
study. At another time the younger
man would have been entertained. but
now his mind was unaltcrably fixed
upon somcthin: else.
I'm probably Il fool. Marsh, he
said nj length. "but the notion came
into nv head while Mr.. JenniSon was
talking that there is something mighty
queer about this scheme to transfer
the gold in midocean,'
II agree with you. Overton. WAS the
quick reply. but the answer TO the
cipher dispatch should settle the mat
tcr-if one comes.
Brill turned sharply. recognizing a
new tone i'm the stout mans Ole
Don't you expect there1l be one!'
he asked.
The other smiled with his old eng
matte suavity.
.WeIl. If there is n TO the effect
that the transfer is u. Il. it will case