Cap'n Jonah's fortune : $b A story of Cape CodCooper, James A.
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Cap'n Jonah's fortune : $b A story of Cape Cod
Cooper, James A.
Cape Cod (Mass.) -- Fiction
His toilet was completed, and Pearl was redding up the front room
while Cap'n Jonah was sitting around in his best suit in honor of the
new quarters, when he saw from the window a small figure approaching
briskly up the lane.
"Here's Miss Sue," he observed. "She certainly is a spankin' craft. Ha!
She's comin' to our side door."
He went out into the hall as the doctor's sister tapped. Her smiling
face greeted him like a dewy rose.
"I am glad to see you stirring, Cap'n Hand," she said. "Can I see
Pearl?"
"You can, ma'am," agreed Cap'n Jonah, making his bow with a flourish.
"Come right into my cabin, ma'am."
"I want Pearl to help us decorate the chapel with the Christmas greens
when they come next week," Miss Sue said, stepping into the hall.
From kitchenward appeared the apprehensive Sarah, a portentous frown
upon her brow.
"Mornin', Miss Sue," she said harshly. "I don't see how I can spare
Pearly. I expec' comp'ny, and we shall be up to our ears after they go,
cleanin' after 'em."
"You come right in this way, Miss Sue," interrupted Cap'n Jonah.
"Pearl's in my cabin an' she can speak for herself. I reckon, Sarah,
you can spare her for one-two hours; and the child'll like it, I
haven't a doubt."
Sarah, struck with amazement, for once failed to dominate the
situation. She saw Miss Sue enter the front room and herself shut
out by the captain before she could recover her aplomb. Cap'n Jonah
certainly was carrying things with a high hand!
The person who had prophetically suggested that he would be able to do
just this, if the Pettys once believed him wealthy, chanced to approach
the house a few minutes later. It was just twenty-four hours since
Perry Baker had stopped at 'Liphalet Truitt's house with the steel
strong box from the Paulmouth National Bank in his wagon. 'Liphalet was
unable to smother his curiosity longer, and was wishful of talking the
matter over with Cap'n Jonah. Although he had not been present when the
plot was actually laid by Cap'n Jonah and the storekeeper, 'Liphalet
was fully aware of the particulars.
Cap'n Abe, whose influence with the bank officials was considerable,
had arranged for the sending over of the steel chest in the
expressman's care. The "securities" Cap'n Jonah had shown the easily
gulled Tom Petty were for the most part supplied by the same bank
officer who sent the box, and who had amused himself by making a large
collection of such worthless and gaudy papers. Such evidences of the
gullibility and cupidity of human nature often come into the hands of
bankers in perfectly legitimate ways.
'Liphalet desired mightily to know how the conspiracy was coming on.
The ex-steward might be "on the outs" with most of his neighbors; but
his interest in Cap'n Jonah's affairs had not waned. He came smartly up
the lane and started across the yard to ask for his crony at the back
door, when he chanced to see that the shades of the parlor windows were
raised half way.
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