x.x.x - THE MATTER OP A MONOGRAM IN WAX
O come list awhile and you soon shall hear.
By the rolling sea lived a maiden fair.
Her father followed the sum-muggling trade Like a warlike he-ro, Like a warlike he-ro that never was aff-er-aid!
--The Female Smuggler.
Captain Mayo carried only doubts and discouragement back to the wreck on Razee. His doubts were mostly concerned with the matter of the doc.u.ments which Mr. Fogg was seeking so insistently. Mayo himself had done a little seeking. He inquired at the post-office, but there was no mail for him. If no papers had been abstracted from the Marston archives, if this affair were some new attempt at guile on the part of Fogg, the promoter had certainly done a masterly bit of acting, Mayo told himself.
He determined to keep his own counsel and wait for developments.
Two days later the developments arrived at Razee in the person of Captain Zoradus Wa.s.s, who came a-visiting in a chartered motor-boat. He climbed the ladder, greeted his _protege_ with sailor heartiness, and went on a leisurely tour of inspection.
"Something like a tinker"s job on an iron kittle, son," he commented.
"You must have been born with some of the instincts of a plumber. Keep on the way you"re operating and you"ll get her off."
"I"ll never get her off by operating as I am just now, Captain Wa.s.s. We are standing still. No money, no credit, no grub. I made a raise of five thousand and have spent it. I don"t dare to go to the old skinflint again."
"Well, why not try the heiress?" inquired the old skipper. "You know I have always advised you strong about the heiress."
"Look here, Captain Wa.s.s, I don"t want to hear any more jokes on that subject," objected the young roan, curtly.
"No joke to this," stated the captain, with serenity. "Let"s step into this stateroom." He led the way and locked the door.
"There"s no joke, son," he repeated, "and I don"t like to have you show any tartness in the matter. Seeing what friends we have been, I ain"t taking it very kindly because you have been so mighty close-mouthed.
I"m a man to be trusted. You made a mistake in not telling me. The thing "most fell down between me and her!"
He frowned reproachfully at the astonished Mayo.
"She came expecting, of course, that I was about your closest friend, and when I had to own up that you have never mentioned her to me she thought she had made a mistake in me, and wasn"t going to give me the thing!"
"What thing, and what are you talking about?"
Captain Wa.s.s patted his coat pocket.
"I convinced her, and it was lucky that I was able to, for it"s a matter where only a close and careful friend ought to be let in. But after this you mustn"t keep any secrets away from me if you expect me to help you.
However, you have shown that you can take good advice when I give it to you. I advised you to grab Julius Marston"s daughter and, by thunder!
you went and done it. Now--"
Mayo impatiently interrupted. Captain Wa.s.s was drawling, with manifest enjoyment of the part he was taking in this romance.
"You have brought something for me, have you?"
"She is a keen one, son," proceeded the captain, making no move to show the object he was patting. "Hunted me up, remembering that I had you with me on the old _Nequa.s.set_, and put questions to me smart, I can tell you! You ought to have been more confidential with me."
"Captain Wa.s.s, I can"t stand any more of this nonsense. If you have anything for me, hand it over!"
"I have taken pains for you, traveled down here, four or five hundred miles, taking--"
"Yes, taking your time for the trip and for this conversation," declared Mayo, with temper. "I have been put in a mighty mean position by not knowing you had these papers."
"Safe and sure has always been my motto! And I had a little business of my own to tend to on the way. I have been finding out how that fat Fogg snapped himself in as general manager of the Vose line. Of course, it was known well enough how he did it, but I have located the chap that done it for him--that critter we took along as steward, you remember."
In spite of his anxiety to get into his hands the parcel in the old skipper"s pocket, Mayo listened with interest to this information; it related to his own affairs with Fogg.
"I"m going to help the honest crowd in the Vose line management to tip over that sale that was made, and when the right time comes I"ll have that white-livered clerk in the witness-box if I have to lug him there by the ears. Now, Mayo, that girl didn"t say what was in this packet."
He pulled out a small parcel which had been carefully tied with cords.
"She is in love with you, because she must be in love to go to so much trouble in order to get word to you. If this is a love-letter, it"s a big one. Seems to be all paper! I have hefted it and felt of it consid"able."
He held it away from Mayo"s eager reach and investigated still more with prodding fingers.
"Hope she isn"t sending back your love-letters, son. But by the look she had on her face when she was talking about you to me I didn"t reckon she was doing that. Well, here"s comfort for you!" He placed the packet in Mayo"s hands.
The parcel was sealed with three neat patches of wax, and on each blob was imprinted the letters "A M" in a monogram. Mayo turned the packet over and over.
"If you want me to step out, not feeling as confidential toward me as you used to, I"ll do it," proffered Captain Wa.s.s, after a polite wait.
"I"m not going to open this thing--not yet," declared the young man.
"That"s for reasons of my own--quite private ones, sir."
"But I"d just as soon step out."
"No, sir. Your being here has nothing whatever to do with the matter."
He b.u.t.toned the packet into his coat pocket. He had little respect for Fletcher Fogg"s delicacy in any question of procedure; the promoter"s animus in the matter of those papers was clear. Nevertheless, the agent had crystallized in bitter words an idea which was deterring Mayo: would he take advantage of a girl"s rash betrayal of her father? Somehow those seals with her monogram made sacred precincts of the inside of the packet; he touched them and withdrew his hand as if he were intruding at the door which was closed upon family privacy.
"I suppose you"d rather keep your mind wholly on straight business, seeing what a bad position you"re in," suggested Captain Wa.s.s. "Very well, we"ll put love-letters away and talk about something that"s sensible. It"s too bad there isn"t some tool we could have to pry open that Vose line sell-out. The stockholders got cold feet and slid out from under Vose after the _Montana_ was laid up."
"What has been done with her?"
"Nothing, up to now. Cashed in with the underwriters and are probably using the money to play checkers with on Wall Street. Maybe they"re using her for a horrible example till they scare the rest of the independents into the combination."
"Have the underwriters sold?"
"Yes. She has been bid in--probably by some tinder-strapper of the big pirates. It"s a wonder they let you get hold of this one."
"They thought she was spoken for. When they found that she wasn"t, they sent Burkett out here to blow her up."
Captain Wa.s.s was not astonished by that information.
"Probably! All the talk which has been circulated says that you were junking her. I didn"t have any idea you were trying to save her."
"We have been blocked by some busy talkers," admitted the young man.
"It"s too bad the other folks can"t do some talking and have the facts to back "em up, son. Do you know what could be done if that syndicate could be busted? The old Vose crowd would probably hitch up with the Bee line folks. The Bee-liners are discouraged, but they haven"t let go their charter. You wouldn"t have to worry, then, about getting your money to finish this job, and you"d have a blamed quick market for this steamer as soon as she was off this reef."
The bulging packet seemed to press against Mayo"s ribs, insistently hinting at its power to help.