From the moment that Captain Wicks joined in the conversation, Carthew
recovered interest and confidence; the man (whatever he might have done)
was plainly good-natured, and plainly capable; if he thought well of the
enterprise, offered to contribute money, brought experience, and could
thus solve at a word the problem of the trade, Carthew was content to
go ahead. As for Hadden, his cup was full; he and Bostock forgave each
other in champagne; toast followed toast; it was proposed and carried
amid acclamation to change the name of the schooner (when she should
be bought) to the Currency Lass; and the Currency Lass Island Trading
Company was practically founded before dusk.
Three days later, Carthew stood before the lawyer, still in his jean
suit, received his hundred and fifty pounds, and proceeded rather
timidly to ask for more indulgence.
“I have a chance to get on in the world,” he said. “By to-morrow evening
I expect to be part owner of a ship.”
“Dangerous property, Mr. Carthew,” said the lawyer.
“Not if the partners work her themselves and stand to go down along with
her,” was the reply.
“I conceive it possible you might make something of it in that way,”
returned the other. “But are you a seaman? I thought you had been in the
diplomatic service.”
“I am an old yachtsman,” said Norris. “And I must do the best I can.
A fellow can't live in New South Wales upon diplomacy. But the point I
wish to prepare you for is this. It will be impossible I should present
myself here next quarter-day; we expect to make a six months' cruise of
it among the islands.”
“Sorry, Mr. Carthew: I can't hear of that,” replied the lawyer.
“I mean upon the same conditions as the last,” said Carthew.
“The conditions are exactly opposite,” said the lawyer. “Last time I
had reason to know you were in the colony; and even then I stretched a
point. This time, by your own confession, you are contemplating a breach
of the agreement; and I give you warning if you carry it out and I
receive proof of it (for I will agree to regard this conversation as
confidential) I shall have no choice but to do my duty. Be here on
quarter-day, or your allowance ceases.”
“This is very hard and, I think, rather silly,” returned Carthew.
“It is not of my doing. I have my instructions,” said the lawyer.
“And you so read these instructions, that I am to be prohibited from
making an honest livelihood?” asked Carthew.
“Let us be frank,” said the lawyer. “I find nothing in these
instructions about an honest livelihood. I have no reason to suppose
my clients care anything about that. I have reason to suppose only
one thing,--that they mean you shall stay in this colony, and to guess
another, Mr. Carthew. And to guess another.”
“What do you mean by that?” asked Norris.
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