CHAPTER XCVIII.

JOE DEERING AT HOME AGAIN--ON THE LOOKOUT--NEWS AT LAST--JOVIAL CAPTAIN

ROBINSON IN DANGER.

We must cross the Channel to England again.

But not for long.

One character in our drama of real life has not appeared upon the scene

for some time.

We allude to the skipper of the "Albatross," Joe Deering.

Captain Deering had finished his course and returned to his native

land.

He was anxious to get home, for he had a purpose in view.

He wished to rout out two men to whom he owed a very deep grudge, which

he was fully determined to pay off.

One was Mr. Murray, the treacherous owner of the ill-fated "Albatross,"

for Captain Deering, it should be borne in mind, was ignorant of the

wretched man's well-merited fate.

The other was that traitor friend of his, the accomplice of the elder

Murray--jovial Captain Robinson.

Joe Deering was in earnest, and he pursued his inquiries with the

utmost diligence.

The jovial captain was not to be heard of anywhere at first.

But Joe Deering, baffled here, like a skilled mariner as he was, set

out on another tack.

He made his inquiries for Mr. Murray alone.

"Where one thief is," said Joe, to himself, "the other murdering

scoundrel is sure to be not far off."

For some time his search proved unavailing again; but he was presently

rewarded for his perseverance by the first gleam of good luck.

He learnt the late address of Murray senior.

"This is a step in the right direction," said Joe Deering, with a

chuckle.

So with renewed hope he went to the house.

"Mr. Murray ain't been home for many months, sir," said the

housekeeper, in reply to Deering's inquiry, "and I haven't any news of

him since goodness knows when."

"You don't mean that?" said Deering, aghast.

"Indeed, but I do, and I hope that you're not going to misbelieve me

like that Captain Robinson, that calls here every----"

"What?" ejaculated Deering. "Avast there. Captain Robinson, did you

say?"

"Yes."

"Do you know him?"

"I can't very well be off knowing him, seeing as he's here about twice

a day, and I know he never wished my poor master no good."

"What makes you think that?" asked Joe Deering.

"Master used always to try to avoid seeing him, poor old gentleman,"

replied the housekeeper.

"Why do you call him 'poor old gentleman?'"

"Because I know he suffered dreadfully, and I think he was worried by

that Robinson into doing something dreadful."

"How dreadful?"

Joe Deering's curiosity was excited now by the housekeeper's manner,

and he pressed her for further information.

"That Captain Robinson worrited him to a skeleton, sir," she answered;

"he was always here nag, nag, nagging night and day. At last my poor

master bolted, sir."

"Bolted!"

"Ran away."

"Where to?"

"I don't know; but he bolted from here, and from Captain Robinson."

"But Mr. Murray was surely not in fear of Captain Robinson?"

"Indeed, he was. Captain Robinson knew something about my poor master

that oughtn't to be known, so it was said, and he was always trying to

force Mr. Murray to give him money."

"The deuce he was!" said Captain Deering. "This throws a new light on

the scoundrel and his cursed good-natured-looking figure-head."

"A deceitful beast!" said the housekeeper, warmly. "You would have

thought that he couldn't hurt a worm to look at him, and yet I do

believe that he's drove poor Mr. Murray to make away with himself."

"You don't think that?"

"What else can I think? He hasn't been seen or heard or for months and

months. But if I wasn't so heavy at heart over that, sir, I could laugh

for joy to see that beast of a Captain Robinson's disappointment every

time he comes."

"So he comes often?" said Joe Deering, eagerly.

"Every day; sometimes twice a day," was the reply.

Deering thought this information over quietly.

"Would you like to serve him out?" he asked presently.

"Who?"

"Captain Robinson," responded Deering.

"That I should, indeed," said the housekeeper, eagerly; "only show me

how to do it."

"I will."

Joe Deering did.

He made himself known to the woman, and convinced her that he had ample

reason for wishing to repay the grudge.

And they plotted together to wreak a well-merited vengeance upon that

falsely jovial Captain Robinson.

The nature of that vengeance you will learn if you have patience to

wait till the next chapter.

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