the cruise of the jasper b.-第15节
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The dead fingers clutched a scrap of something yellow。 On one of
them was a large and peculiar ring。
〃My God!〃 murmured Lady Agatha; grasping Cleggett convulsively by
the shoulder; 〃that is the Earl of Claiborne's signet ring!〃
But Cleggett scarcely realized what she had said; until she
repeated her words。 Fighting down his repugnance; he took from
the lifeless and stubborn fingers the yellow scrap of paper。
It was a torn and crumpled twenty…dollar bill。
CHAPTER IX
MYSTERIES MULTIPLY
Directing Kuroki to remove the ring and bring it along; Cleggett
gave his arm to Lady Agatha and led the way back to the Jasper B。
Neither said anything to the point until; seated in the cabin;
with the twenty…dollar bill and the ring before them; Cleggett
picked up the latter and remarked:
〃You are certain of the identity of this ring?〃
〃Certain;〃 she said。 〃I could not mistake it。 There is no other
like it; anywhere。〃
It was a very heavy gold band; set with a large piece of dark
green jade which was deeply graven on its surface with the
Claiborne crest。
〃Was it;〃 asked Cleggett; 〃in the possession of Reginald
Maltravers?〃
〃It might have been; readily enough;〃 she said; 〃although I had
not known that it was。 Still; that does not explain。 。 。 。〃 She
shrugged her shoulders。
〃There are a number of things unexplained;〃 answered Cleggett;
〃and the presence of this ring; and the manner in which it has
come into our possession; are not the most mysterious of them。
The explosion itself appears to me; just now; at least; hard to
account for。〃
〃The manner in which people get into and out of the hold of your
vessel is also obscure;〃 said Lady Agatha。
〃Nor is the motive of their hostility clear;〃 said Cleggett。
He picked up the piece of paper money。 Something about the feel
of it aroused his suspicions。 He called Elmer; and when that
exponent of reform entered the cabin; asked him bluntly:
〃Did you ever have anything to do with bad money?〃
Elmer intimated that he might know it if he saw it。
〃Then look at that; please。〃
Elmer took the torn bill; produced a penknife; slit the yellow
paper; and cut out of it one of the small hair…like fibers with
which the texture of such notes is sprinkled。 After wetting this
fiber and mangling it with his penknife he gave his judgment
briefly。
〃Queer;〃 he said。
〃But what does that explain?〃 asked Lady Agatha。 〃Perhaps the
Earl of Claiborne came to this country and took to making
counterfeit money in the hold of the Jasper B。; into and out of
which he stole like a ghost? Finally he got tired of it and blew
himself up with a bomb out there; leaving his ring with a piece
of money intact? Is that the explanation we get out of our
facts? Because; you know;〃 she added; as Cleggett did not smile;
〃all that is absurd!〃
〃Yes;〃 said Cleggett; still refusing to be amused; 〃but out of
all this jumble of mystery; just one certain thing appears。〃
〃And that is?〃
〃That our destinies are somehow linked!〃
〃Our destinies? Linked?〃
She gave him a swift look; and as suddenly dropped her eyes
again。 Cleggett could not tell whether she was offended or not
by his expression of the idea。
〃The same people;〃 said Cleggett; after a brief pause; 〃who are
so persistently hostile to me are also in some manner connected
with your own misfortunes。 Their possession of this ring shows
that。〃
〃Yes;〃 she said; following his thought; 〃that is truewhoever
set off that bomb was also wearing this ring; or was very near
the person who was wearing it。 And;〃 with a shudder which
conveyed to Cleggett that she was thinking of the box on deck;
〃it COULDN'T have been Reginald Maltravers!〃
〃Perhaps;〃 said Cleggett; 〃someone was sneaking over from
Morris's with the intention of destroying the Jasper B。; and was
himself the victim of a premature explosion as he crouched behind
the rocks to await his opportunity。〃
〃But why;〃 puzzled Lady Agatha; with contracted brows; 〃should a
dynamiter; anarchistic or otherwise; be holding a counterfeit
twenty…dollar bill in his hand as he went about his work?〃
Cleggett brooded in silence。
〃We are in the midst of mysteries;〃 he said finally。 〃They are
multiplying about us。〃
He was about to say more。 He was about to express again his
belief that they had been flung together by fate。 The sense that
their stories were inextricably intertwined; that they must
henceforward march on as one mystery towards a solution; was
exhilarating to him。 But how was it possible that she should
feel the same sense of pleasure in the fact that they faced
dangers; seen and unseen; together?
Together!How the thought thrilled him!
On deck; Elmer; before returning to the box of Reginald
Maltravers; suddenly and unexpectedly grasped Cleggett by the
hand。
〃Bo;〃 he said; 〃I'm wit' youse。 I'm wit' youse the whole way。
Any friend of the little dame is a friend of mine。 She's a
square little dame。 D' youse get me?〃
〃Thank you;〃 said Cleggett; more affected than he would have
cared to own。 〃Thank you; my loyal fellow。〃
Cleggett established a watch on deck that night; with a relief
every two hours。 Towards morning George returned; with Dr。
Farnsworth and a nurse。 This nurse; Miss Antoinette Medley; was
a black…eyed; slender girl with pretty hands and white teeth; she
gestured a great deal and smiled often。 She and Dr。 Farnsworth
devoted themselves at once to the young anarchist poet; who had
come out of his stupor; indeed; but was now babbling weakly in
the delirium of fever。
The night was not a cheerful one; and morning came gloomily out
of a gray bank of mist。 Cleggett; as he looked about the boat in
the first pale light; could not resist a slight feeling of
depression; courageous as he was。 The wounded man gibbered in a
bunk in the forecastle。 The box of Reginald Maltravers stood on
one end; leaning against the port side of the cabin; and dripped
steadily。 Elmer; wrapped in blankets; lay on the deck near the
box of Reginald Maltravers; looking even more dejected in slumber
than when his eyes were open。 Teddy; the Pomeranian; was
snuggled against Elmer's feet; but; as if a prey to frightful
nightmares; the little dog twitched and whined in his sleep from
time to time。 These were the apparent facts; and these facts
were set to a melancholy tune by the long…drawn; dismal snores of
Cap'n Abernethy; which rose and fell; and rose and fell; and rose
again like the sad and wailing song of some strange bird bereft
of a beloved mate。 They were the music for; and the commentary
on; what Cleggett beheld; Cap'n Abernethy seemed to be saying;
with these snores: 〃If you was to ask me; I'd say it ain't a
cheerful ship this mornin'; Mr。 Cleggett; it ain't a cheerful
ship。〃
But Cleggett's nature was too lively and vigorous to remain
clouded for long。 By the time the red disk of the sun had crept
above the eastern horizon he had shaken off his fit of the blues。
The sun looked large and bland and friendly; and; somehow; the
partisan of integrity and honor。 He drew strength from it。
Cleggett; like all poetic souls; was responsive to these familiar
recurrent phenomena of nature。
The sun did him another office。 It showed him a peculiar tableau
vivant on the eastern bank of the canal; near the house boat
Annabel Lee。 This consisted of three men; two of them naked
except for bathing trunks of the most abbreviated sort; running
swiftly and earnestly up and down the edge of the canal。 He saw
with astonishment that the two men in bathing suits were
handcuffed together; the left wrist of one to the right wrist of
the other。 A rope was tied to the handcuffs; and the other end
of it was held by the third man; who was dressed in ordinary
tweeds。 The third man had a magazine rifle over one shoulder。
He followed about twenty feet behind the two men in bathing suits
and drove them。
Cleggett perceived that the man who was doing the driving was the
same who had watched the Jasper B。 so persistently the day before
from the deck of the Annabel Lee。 He was middle…sized; and
inclined to be stout; and yet he followed his strange team with
no apparent effort。 Cleggett saw through the glass that he had a
rather heavy black mustache; and was again struck by something
vaguely familiar about him。 The two men in bathing suits were
slender and undersized; they did not look at all like athletes;
and although they moved as fast as they could it was apparent
that they got no pleasure out of it。 They ran with their heads
hanging down; and it seemed to Cleggett that they were quarreling
as they ran; for occasionally one of them would give a vicious
jerk to the handcuffs that would almost upset the other; and that
must have hurt the wrists of b