Dutch the Diver; Or, A Man's MistakeFenn, George Manville
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Dutch the Diver; Or, A Man's Mistake
Fenn, George Manville
Adventure stories; Deep diving -- Fiction; Treasure troves -- Fiction
"Oh, here is the grains," said the captain, as Oakum came along with an
implement something like an eel spear, or the trident Neptune is
represented as carrying, except that in this case, instead of three, it
was furnished with five sharp barbed teeth, and a thin, strong cord was
attached to the middle of the shaft. "Would you like to try?" he
continued, turning to Tonio, who stood close at hand.
"Yes, I'll try," said the mulatto, in a guttural voice.
"Let him have the grains, Oakum," said the captain, to the great
disappointment of several of the men. "These fellows are, some of them,
very clever this way."
The mulatto eagerly took the spear, fastened the cord around his wrist,
and, followed by several of the men, went forward to the bowsprit,
climbed out, and, descending, stood bare-footed on one of the stays,
bending down with the weapon poised ready to dart it at the first likely
fish that came within range.
"I am all impatient to hear more," said Dutch, still watching the fish
that played about in the blue water.
"And I am all impatient to find out more," said the captain; "but we
must be patient."
"Then you know nothing?"
"Nothing whatever. I only feel sure that the Cuban is at work, trying
to checkmate us; and, of course, I suspect. Now, I want your help."
"Of course," replied Dutch, both speaking more freely, for the attention
of all was taken up now with the scene being enacted in the bows of the
swift craft. "I feel sure that you must be right; but I have had so
much to think of that these things did not trouble me. He must have
started, and will get there before us."
"I don't think that possible," said the captain, "but I have thought
so."
"But suppose that he has some of his men on board, scoundrels in his own
pay."
"That is far more likely," said the captain; "and that is why I am so
careful."
"Of course, that must be it," exclaimed Dutch. "The villain! He bribed
your crew to desert, and has supplied others--his own miscreants."
"That is one thing I suspect."
"That last party there--the mulatto and the black."
"That is the most natural supposition at the first blush; but the men
are all strangers, and for this very reason I am half disposed to think
it was the first lot. One is so disposed to judge wrongly."
"You are right," said Dutch, thoughtfully, "and we have no common
plotter to deal with. You remember the man who wanted to hide an
important letter from the French spies?"
"No," said the captain, watching him intently. "What did he do?"
"He placed the letter somewhere so as they should not find it, knowing
full well that they would come and ransack his chambers as soon as his
back was turned."
"Well," said the captain, impatiently.
"Well, the spies of the police came; and in his absence searched the
place in every direction, even trying the legs of the chairs and tables
to see if the document was rolled up and plugged in one of them; but
they gave up in despair, finding nothing."
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