Adventure, November 1915 — page 51: what you’re looking at

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The Gold Lust “T got plenty money,” replied Ah Sing. “Bimeby you pay me. Suppose you no get gold,”’ he went on earnestly, “you pay my flen’,no pay me. Misteh Steven, he pay me. He your flen’. I work for you all same for him. So he speak in cableglam. All flen’, all blotheh!’’ He stepped quietly through the door and in a moment they heard the hack drive off. “Well,” said Addams. ‘We can thank our stars for fraternalism. We'll be a fine outfit, Jim. Three highbinders, an Arab who was once mate on a piratical dhow, and the pair of us, all armed to the teeth! No place for Peggy.” “No place for me either, Archer, if you weren’t the biggest kind of a brick, fe de- clared Winton, “‘after all my falling down.” Addams said nothing, but clapped his friend on the shoulder. “Let’s go over that list for the schooner again, Jim,” he said, “if you’re not too sleepy. We can catch up when we get to sea.” “T couldn’t sleep,” declared Winton. “Then we'll go out on the /anai and smoke. It’s close to sunup now. We'll get some hot coffee in a little while. I hope Peggy’s asleep. Wait, V’ll put on my coat.” : They tiptoed on to the veranda past the girl’s darkened room and discussed the situ- ation in whispers at the farther end of the lanai till the sky got gray and Addams per- suaded the hotel clerk over the ’phone, all unconscious of the night’s happenings, to send them over a hot breakfast. At half-past six Addams rose. “I’m off for Pearl Harbor,” he declared. “Stick around till Peggy wakes up. Get her out to the Moana and see her settled. Then get in touch with Selim and hustle the rest of the things through. Look out for the schooner about the end of the afternoon. We'll have to hustle to get her sails bent and have her in shape. Good-by.” CHAPTER XIX UNEXPECTED PASSENGERS T FIVE o’clock the Wavecrest, Addams at the helm, Ah Sing and his country- men at the sheets, tacked up the channel entrance to Honolulu harbor and glided up to the wharf designated by the ship chandler. : Winton was waiting by the string-piece 49 -as the sails came down and were smartly stowed, taking the line Ah Sing tossed to him and snubbing it to a bulkhead. “Everything ready, Archer,” he said as Addams stepped ashore. “Men waiting to load. That’s some crew you’ve got.” Addams glanced with satisfaction at the Chinese, working with a will to complete moorings. Both were of unusual height and evidently muscular. Loo Chow was far from prepossessing, with a villainous squint and a triangular face marked with scar-seams. Foo Chin was a veritable giant, with a bland moon-face that seemed incapa- _ ble of cruelty, a good-natured smile playing upon it as he chatted with Ah Sing in a con- versation that sounded like exploding fire- _ works. “They’re up to their work,” he said. ““How’s Peggy?” “T left her with the Belmonts,” answered Winton. “She didn’t make half the fuss I thought she would about not going. She’s feeling fit again. Didn’t propose coming down to see us off.”’ “Sensible girl,’ said Addams, inwardly disappointed. “We’llbe on the jump. We'll have to stow things after we get away.” “She wants us to go out there to dinner, though,” said Winton.” “I don’t see how we can make it,” said Addams regretfully. ‘“We’ve got to get Selim and that sister of Henley’s aboard as soon as it’s dark. I'll requisition Ah Sing’s cousin’s hack again. You go out, Jim, and make good-bys for both of us. I'll tele- phone to Peggy.” “*That isn’t fair,” demurred Winton. “It’s got to be. Peggy will understand. I’ve got to watch the loading, Jim. I know - where I want things to go. You can explain to Peggy—and say good-by to Miss Bel- mont,” he added. “Pye forgotten all that till we come, back,” protested Winton. “But it’ll make it nicer for Peggy their being here. They want her to go over to the volcano with them.” “Fine,” said Addams. his prisoner?”’ “He’s got her bundled up in a blanket like a mummy,’ Winton replied. “She gave me a frank opinion of all of us till I told her I'd gag her. She’s like a furious wildcat. Here’s our man and his stevedores.”’ “Goin’ out tonight?” asked the ship chandler, looking first at the sky, then to ‘““How’s Selim and COMMU Ss (EO) Pee ND 2 abba aR tial aah te tlk Ay MN doe irs pol Ail on (alr ws eri DAE a Nak bone PE VG ie Ls Pe! ee ee BE Oe ee eS Oe S 0)(0)(0) ot . ee = Fn er . es ¥é <a . - 4 el to aa Yim wa es me ~- F —s "3 ¥ ->3 oe be SLOT A Sirs Ved, Ne 2 ‘A : ‘ coves he 1 PPR ‘ £F ee ct Dh Se aie : Pere me UY ar we 4 rAaPO.