"And a very snappy little man is hanging over the rail of the tug gripping an umbrella. How do you suppose Perky"s explaining all this to Eliphalet?"
"Trust Perky to be plausible. Wait till father Congdon sees Putney and you"ll hear an imitation of the ichthyosaurus singing its song of hate."
Carey"s launch had effected a half circle round Heart o" Dreams landing and was now drawing nearer. There were two men aboard and Leary, having put himself between the launch and the tug, signaled the Governor by lifting one arm high over his head, and then extending it horizontally.
A careless observer would have thought he was only stretching himself.
"That means," the Governor explained, "that there"s a suspicious person on Carey"s launch; and," he continued, after watching Leary"s further telegraphing, "that Congdon has identified him as the gentleman who interviewed him at Huddleston this morning. Everything"s going smoothly."
By the time the _Arthur B. Grover_ had warped in, Carey had brought his launch to within a dozen yards of the tug, and his companion was standing up anxiously scrutinizing the men on board.
"Prisoners!" he bawled; "every one of you a prisoner! I know you, Perky; and you needn"t try any tricks on me or it"ll be the worse for you. And don"t you fellows on that wharf try any funny business with me!"
Perky, busily getting the crane in working order, paid no heed whatever to these threats uttered in the authoritative tone of one who is confident of the support of the army and navy of the United States.
Carey loudly seconded the detective"s demand for the immediate and unconditional surrender of the tug.
"Trapped! Lost!" cried Eliphalet, tragically.
"You"re mighty right you"re lost!" yelled the officer. "You"re a nice old scoundrel, to be circulating plugged gold pieces, and a rich man at that! You"re pinched; do you understand? You"re under arrest!"
The effect of this shot was to cause Eliphalet to attempt to climb from the tug to the wharf but the Governor seized a paddle and gently urged him back.
"I beg of you, Mr. Congdon, don"t be disturbed. That person in the launch can"t harm you in the least. He may be annoying, yes; and his voice is extremely disagreeable, but really his utterances are unworthy of the attention of honest men."
"Who the deuce are you?" demanded Eliphalet, leveling his umbrella at the Governor. "It occurs to me we have met before."
"Thanks for the compliment!" the Governor answered, dodging a heavy crate, the first of the freight to be swung ash.o.r.e.
Perky was thoroughly prepared for the expeditious delivery of his cargo, even to wheelbarrows in which three men now began trundling supplies up the wharf and along the beach to the camp store house. The work was proceeding rapidly, without noise or confusion, and Archie and the Governor were busily a.s.sisting when the sh.o.r.e was startled by a yell.
Leary and Congdon in the row boat had been stealing up behind Carey"s launch. Leary sprang aboard while the two occupants were watching the landing of the stores.
Carey, diving under Leary"s arms, seized a club and knocked him overboard. The detective jumped into the water and swam to the wharf, where he was immediately overpowered and hauled aboard the tug. By this time Carey was steering for the middle of the bay, where he watched the tug for a while and then retired toward his camp.
Leary had crawled upon the pier and was disconsolately shaking the water out of his shoes.
"It was a good try, old man," said the Governor cheerily. "That fellow"s not going to be easy to bag, but we"ve got a detective on our hands," he chuckled, "and I don"t know just how we"re going to let loose of him."
Putney Congdon had rowed close to the wharf to pick up Leary. As the Governor had predicted, Eliphalet Congdon emitted a loud and not wholly melodious howl as he recognized his son.
"Hey there! You"ve been following me! I told you to stay at the farm and here you come sneaking after me away up here where I"ve come for rest."
"You were never more mistaken in your life!" replied Putney. "I came up here to see Edith and found that that fellow you saw in the launch was trying to starve out this camp."
"Edith here? Who says Edith"s here? You"re out of your senses! You know perfectly well the child"s in Ohio!"
"Break in on that dialogue," said the Governor to Archie. "Those men will never get anywhere yelling at each other. I"ll attend to Eliphalet after we land the freight."
"If that wife of yours has stolen Edith I"ll have the law on her!"
screamed Eliphalet. "She"s not fit to have the care of children!"
Archie walked to the edge of the wharf and commanded Eliphalet to hold his peace.
"Putney, row out a few hundred yards and watch Carey. You needn"t worry about your father. We"ll find some way of getting him out of his sc.r.a.pes."
The detective, who had been lashed to the pilot house, reused himself to shout:
"You"ll make a nice mess of it trying to get him away from the Government. The whole lot of you are crooks, and you"re holding me at your peril."
The discharge of freight had not ceased during this colloquy. The crane swung over the wharf at regular intervals, and the men with the wheelbarrows trotted back and forth with the spirit and agility of men intent upon finishing an honest day"s work. As Putney Congdon, mystified but obedient, rowed away, his father began begging Perky to leave the place and steer for Canada.
"You promised to protect me but you"ve made a fool of me," the old man wailed. "You betrayed me to the police; you--"
The Governor flung a sack of potatoes into a wheelbarrow, and surveyed the infuriated Eliphalet for a moment.
"Pray calm yourself, Mr. Congdon, and please be careful how you charge people with serious crimes. It seems to be an obsession with you that everybody on earth is a crook. The proposition interests me psychologically. When I get through with this freight I"ll look at your data. Meanwhile I solemnly warn you to make no charge against me or any friends of mine that you can"t prove."
It was five o"clock when the last of the cargo was landed in the store house. The engineer (a gentleman whose grimy face and mournful eyes belied his record as a hold-up man) sounded the whistle.
Ruth ran down to the sh.o.r.e and Archie and the Governor went to meet her.
"O you angels!" she cried. "I"ve just taken a peep into the store house and you"ve given us enough food to last all next summer. It"s perfectly splendid. I wasn"t watching--really, I wasn"t--for I had to keep the girls busy; but you did have trouble of some sort?"
"Nothing of the slightest consequence," the Governor answered. "We tried to catch Carey but he was too quick for us. But we did pick up a friend of his--the gentleman you see giving an exhibition of haughty disdain out there on the tug. Keep everybody well under cover tonight and don"t be alarmed by anything you hear. We"ll soon be through with this business."
"Who"s that funny little man on the tug? He seems anxious to attract attention!"
Eliphalet Congdon was engaged in an argument with the detective, who, being helpless, was obliged to endure a tirade the old gentleman was delivering to the accompaniment of an occasional prod of the inevitable umbrella.
"That," said the Governor, "is Edith Congdon"s paternal grandfather; an estimable person fallen upon evil times."
"You don"t mean Mr. Eliphalet Congdon!"
"Most emphatically I do."
"And have he and his son settled their differences?"
"Not so you would notice it! But they"ll be loving each other when I get through with them."
"Do you know," said the girl, looking wonderingly into the Governor"s eyes, "I don"t suppose I could ever learn to know when you"re fooling and when you"re not."
"After we"re married I shall never attempt to fool you. By the way," he added hastily as she frowned and shrugged her shoulders, "when does the camp close?"
"August twenty, if Mr. Carey doesn"t close it sooner."
"The date shall stand without reference to Carey"s wishes, intentions or acts. Please write your father to be here on that last day and bring his episcopal robes with him. And by the way, you spoke of your embarra.s.sments about mail. We"ll send to the Calderville post-office for all the Heart o" Dreams mail; a boat will deliver it tonight and pick up the camp mail bag. Have you anything to add, Archie?"
"You might say to Isabel," said Archie slowly, "that August twenty strikes me as the happiest possible date for our wedding."