"You _see_!" he repeated. "You--Why! _Did you know it_?"
"I"ve been afraid of it for some time. To-night, when you left me alone there in the quarter-deck of that opera house, I happened to hear two young chaps talkin" about it. So you might say I knew--Yes."
"Good heavens! and you can stand there and--What are you going to do about it?"
"I don"t know--yet."
"Are you going to permit her to marry that--_that_ fellow?"
"Well, I ain"t sartin that I can stop her."
"My G.o.d, man! Do you realize--and _she_--your niece--why--"
"There! there! Jim. I realize it all, I cal"late. It"s my business to realize it."
"And it isn"t mine. No, of course it isn"t; you"re right there."
He turned and strode toward the foot of the stairs.
"Hold on!" commanded the captain. "Hold on, Jim! Don"t you go off ha"f c.o.c.ked. When I said "twas my business to realize this thing, I meant just that and nothin" more. I wa"n"t hintin", and you ought to know it.
You do know it, don"t you?"
The young man paused. "Yes," he answered, after an instant"s struggle with his feelings; "yes, I do. I beg your pardon, Captain."
"All right. And here"s somethin" else; I just told you I wasn"t sartin I could stop the marriage. That"s the truth. But I don"t recollect sayin"
I"d actually hauled down the colors, not yet. Good night."
"Good night, Captain. I shouldn"t have misunderstood you, of course.
But, as you know, I respected and admired your niece. And this thing has--has--"
"Sort of knocked you on your beam ends, I understand. Well, Jim," with a sigh, "I ain"t exactly on an even keel myself."
They separated, Pearson going to his room. As Captain Elisha was pa.s.sing through the hall on the second floor, he heard someone calling him by name. Turning, he saw his landlady"s head, bristling with curl papers, protruding from behind the door at the other end of the pa.s.sage.
"Captain Warren," she asked, "is that you?"
"Yes, ma"am," replied the captain, turning back.
"Well, I"ve got a message for you. A Mr. Sylvester has "phoned you twice this evening. He wishes to see you at his office at the earliest possible moment. He says it is _very_ important."
CHAPTER XVII
Nine o"clock is an early hour for a New York lawyer of prominence to be at his place of business. Yet, when Captain Elisha asked the office boy of Sylvester, Kuhn and Graves if the senior partner was in, he received an affirmative answer.
"Yes, sir," said Tim, respectfully. His manner toward the captain had changed surprisingly since the latter"s first call. "Yes, sir; Mr.
Sylvester"s in. He expects you. I"ll tell him you"re here. Sit down and wait, please."
Captain Elisha sat down, but he did not have to wait long. The boy returned at once and ushered him into the private office. Sylvester welcomed him gravely.
"You got my message, then," he said. "I spent hours last evening chasing you by "phone. And I was prepared to begin again this morning."
"So? That"s why you"re on deck so early? Didn"t sleep here, did you?
Well, I cal"late I know what you want to talk about. You ain"t the only one that reads the newspapers."
"The newspapers? Great heavens! it isn"t in the newspapers, is it? It can"t be!"
He seemed much perturbed. Captain Elisha looked puzzled.
"Course it is," he said. "But I heard it afore I saw it. Perhaps you think I take it pretty easy. Maybe I act as if I did. But you expected it, and so did I, so we ain"t exactly surprised. And," seriously, "I realize that it"s no joke as well as you do. But we"ve got a year to fight in, and now we must plan the campaign. I did cal"late to see Caroline this mornin". Then, if I heard from her own lips that "twas actually so, I didn"t know"s I wouldn"t drop in and give Sister Corcoran-Queen-Victoria-Dunn a few plain facts about it not bein" a healthy investment to hurry matters. You"re wantin" to see me headed me off, and I come here instead."
The lawyer looked at him in astonishment.
"See here, Captain Warren," he demanded, "what do you imagine I asked you to come here for?"
"Why, to talk about that miserable engagement, sartin. Poor girl! I"ve been awake ha"f the night thinkin" of the mess she"s been led into. And she believes she"s happy, I suppose."
Sylvester shook his head. "I see," he said, slowly. "You would think it that, naturally. No, Captain, it isn"t the engagement. It"s more serious than that."
"More serious than--_more_ serious! Why, what on earth? Hey? Mr.
Sylvester, has that rock-lighthouse business come to somethin" after all?"
The lawyer nodded. "It has," he replied.
"I want to know! And I"d almost forgot it, not hearin" from you. It"s a rock, too, I judge, by the looks of your face. Humph!... Is it very bad?"
"I"m afraid so."
The captain pulled his beard. "Well," he said, wearily, after a moment, "I guess likely I can bear it. I"ve had to bear some things in my time.
Anyhow, I"ll try. Heave ahead and get it over with. I"m ready."
Instead of answering, Sylvester pushed an electric b.u.t.ton on his desk.
The office boy answered the ring.
"Have Mr. Kuhn and Mr. Graves arrived?" asked the lawyer.
"Yes, sir. Both of them, sir."
"Tell them Captain Warren is here, and ask them to join us in the inner room. Remind Mr. Graves to bring the papers. And, Tim, remember that none of us is to be disturbed. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir," said Tim and departed.
Captain Elisha regarded his friend with some dismay.
"Say!" he exclaimed, "this _must_ be serious, if it takes the skipper and both mates to handle it."