“Nine thousand dollars!” repeated Captain Williamson; and then he
stopped and stood glaring at the two men as though he doubted he had
heard aright.
“Yes,” said Jack, thumping his fist down on the table, “nine thousand
dollars, and if you let that boat’s crew find it, and find where it
came from, you’ll be chucking a fortune from your own hands into their
pockets. For heaven’s sake, stop the boat—call it back!”
Then Captain Williamson stepped quickly to the door and flung it open.
“Mr. Winterbury!” cried he, sharply.
“Aye, aye, sir!”
“Call the cutter back!”
“Call the—”
“Call the cutter back!”
“Aye, aye, sir!”
There was a pause, and then Tom and Jack heard the bellow of the mate’s
voice in the trumpet:
“Cutter ahoy-y-y-y!”
Captain Williamson stood with his head out of the cabin door, and
presently they heard him ask:
“Do they hear you, sir?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Then signal them back.”
“Aye, aye, sir!”
Then Captain Williamson drew in his head, shutting the door carefully,
and resumed his seat. He passed his hand over his face, and crossed his
knees, and then put on his Washingtonian air again. I think that he was
half ashamed of the excitement that had driven him out of it a moment
before.
“Now, Mr. Granger,” said he, “since Mr. Baldwin has called upon you to
be the spokesman, will you tell me what all this means?”
“Yes, sir; I will,” said Tom. “Of course, you will have to know
everything, after what has passed; but I should have told you of it
anyhow, for I put much trust in your honor.”
“You are perfectly right to do so,” said Captain Williamson. “Sit down,
if you please.”
Then the two sat down again, and Tom began his story. Captain
Williamson did not say a word to interrupt him, but every now and
then he looked sharply from Tom to Jack, and from Jack back again to
Tom. He sat with his elbows on the arms of his chair, and the tips of
his fingers just touching each other; but he did not move a muscle,
excepting as he turned his head when he looked first at one, and then
at the other.
At last Tom had made an end of the story. Captain Williamson did not
move for a second or two, but he sat just as he had been doing all
along. Then he drew a deep breath, and arose from his chair. He took a
turn or two up and down the cabin; then he stopped suddenly in front of
Tom and Jack.
“This is an extraordinary—a most extraordinary tale,” said he. “I never
heard the like in all my life. It’s like a tale in a romance, and I
can scarcely believe that I have heard aright. That you should find a
treasure on this—”
Here he stopped abruptly and looked sharply from one to the other.
“Surely, there can be nothing false and underhand in all this,” he said.
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