by shore and sedge(沙滩和苔草旁)-第29节
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long； dark； heavily…wooded flank of Mount Tamalpais that rose from the
valley a dozen miles away。 A cessation of the warm rain； a rift in the sky；
and the rare spectacle of cloud scenery； combined with a certain sense of
freedom； restored that lighthearted gayety that became him most。 At a
sudden turn of the road he caught sight of Rosey's figure coming towards
him； and quickened his step with the impulsiveness of a boy。 But she
suddenly disappeared； and when he again saw her she was on the other
side of the trail apparently picking the leaves of a manzanita。 She had
already seen him。
Somehow the frankness of his greeting was checked。 She looked up at
him with cheeks that retained enough of their color to suggest why she had
hesitated； and said； 〃YOU here； Mr。 Renshaw？ I thought you were in
Sacramento。〃
〃And I thought YOU were in Petaluma；〃 he retorted gayly。 〃I have a
letter from your father。 The fact is； one of those gentlemen who has been
haunting the ship actually made an entry last night。 Who he was； and what
he came for； nobody knows。 Perhaps your father gives you his suspicions。〃
He could not help looking at her narrowly as he handed her the note。
Except that her pretty eyebrows were slightly raised in curiosity she
seemed undisturbed as she opened the letter。 Presently she raised her eyes
to his。
〃Is this all father gave you？〃
〃All。〃
〃You're sure you haven't dropped anything？〃
〃Nothing。 I have given you all he gave me。〃
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〃And that is all it is。〃 She exhibited the missive； a perfectly blank sheet
of paper folded like a note！
Renshaw felt the angry blood glow in his cheeks。 〃This is
unpardonable！ I assure you； Miss Nott； there must be some mistake。 He
himself has probably forgotten the inclosure；〃 he continued； yet with an
inward conviction that the act was perfectly premeditated on the part of
the old man。
The young girl held out her hand frankly。 〃Don't think any more of it；
Mr。 Renshaw。 Father is forgetful at times。 But tell me about last night。〃
In a few words Mr。 Renshaw briefly but plainly related the details of
the attempt upon the Pontiac； from the moment that he had been awakened
by Nott； to his discovery of the unknown trespasser's flight by the open
door to the loft。 When he had finished； he hesitated； and then taking
Rosey's hand； said impulsively； 〃You will not be angry with me if I tell
you all？ Your father firmly believes that the attempt was made by the old
Frenchman； de Ferrieres； with a view of carrying you off。〃
A dozen reasons other than the one her father would have attributed it
to might have called the blood to her face。 But only innocence could have
brought the look of astonished indignation to her eyes as she answered
quickly：
〃So THAT was what you were laughing at？〃
〃Not that； Miss Nott；〃 said the young man eagerly： 〃though I wish to
God I could accuse myself of nothing more disloyal。 Do not speak； I beg；〃
he added impatiently； as Rosey was about to reply。 〃I have no right to hear
you； I have no right to even stand in your presence until I have confessed
everything。 I came to the Pontiac； I made your acquaintance； Miss Nott；
through a fraud as wicked as anything your father charges to de Ferrieres。
I am not a contractor。 I never was an honest lodger in the Pontiac。 I was
simply a spy。〃
〃But you didn't mean to beit was some mistake； wasn't it？〃 said
Rosey； quite white； but more from sympathy with the offender's emotion
than horror at the offense。
〃I am afraid I did mean it。 But bear with me for a few moments longer
and you shall know all。 It's a long story。 Will you walk on； andtake my
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arm？ You do not shrink from me； Miss Nott。 Thank you。 I scarcely deserve
the kindness。〃
Indeed so little did Rosey shrink that he was conscious of a slight
reassuring pressure on his arm as they moved forward； and for the moment
I fear the young man felt like exaggerating his offense for the sake of
proportionate sympathy。 〃Do you remember；〃 he continued； 〃one evening
when I told you some sea tales； you said you always thought there must be
some story about the Pontiac？ There was a story of the Pontiac； Miss Nott…
…a wicked storya terrible storywhich I might have told you； which I
OUGHT to have told youwhich was the story that brought me there。 You
were right； too； in saying that you thought I had known the Pontiac before
I stepped first on her deck that day。 I had。〃
He laid his disengaged hand across lightly on Rosey's； as if to assure
himself that she was listening。
〃I was at that time a sailor。 I had been fool enough to run away from
college； thinking it a fine romantic thing to ship before the mast for a
voyage round the world。 I was a little disappointed； perhaps； but I made
the best of it； and in two years I was second mate of a whaler lying in a
little harbor of one of the uncivilized islands of the Pacific。 While we were
at anchor there a French trading vessel put in； apparently for water。 She
had the dregs of a mixed crew of Lascars and Portuguese； who said they
had lost the rest of their men by desertion； and that the captain and mate
had been carried off by fever。 There was something so queer in their story
that our skipper took the law in his own hands； and put me on board of her
with a salvage crew。 But that night the French crew mutinied； cut the
cables； and would have got to sea if we had not been armed and prepared；
and managed to drive them below。 When we had got them under hatches
for a few hours they parleyed； and offered to go quietly ashore。 As we
were short of hands and unable to take them with us； and as we had no
evidence against them； we let them go； took the ship to Callao； turned her
over to the authorities； lodged a claim for salvage； and continued our
voyage。 When we returned we found the truth of the story was known。 She
had been a French trader from Marseilles； owned by her captain； her crew
had mutinied in the Pacific； killed their officers and the only passenger
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the owner of the cargo。 They had made away with the cargo and a treasure
of nearly half a million of Spanish gold for trading purposes which
belonged to the passenger。 In course of time the ship was sold for salvage
and put into the South American trade until the breaking out of the
Californian gold excitement； when she was sent with a cargo to San
Francisco。 That ship was the Pontiac which your father bought。〃
A slight shudder ran through the girl's frame。 〃I wishI wish you
hadn't told me；〃 she said。 〃I shall never close my eyes again comfortably
on board of her； I know。〃
〃I would say that you had purified her of ALL stains of her past but
there may be one that remains。 And THAT in most people's eyes would be
no detraction。 You look puzzled； Miss Nottbut I am coming to the
explanation and the end of my story。 A ship of war was sent to the island
to punish the mutineers and pirates； for such they were； but they could not
be found。 A private expedition was sent to discover the treasure which
they were supposed to have buried； but in vain。 About two months ago Mr。
Sleight told me one of his shipmates had sent him a Lascar sailor who had
to dispose of a valuable secret regarding the Pontiac for a percentage。 That
secret was that the treasure was never taken by the mutineers out of the
Pontiac！ They were about to land and bury it when we boarded them。 They
took advantage of their imprisonment under hatches to BURY IT IN THE
SHIP。 They hid it in the hold so securely and safely that it was never
detected by us or the Callao authorities。 I was then asked； as one who
knew the vessel； to undertake a private examination of her； with a view of
purchasing her from your father without awakening
