DORY LOCKS HIS PASSENGERS INTO THE CABIN.
Ten dollars! And this sum was to be made with the Goldwing. It would pay
nearly one-fourth of what she cost, and add ten dollars to the sum he
was to have the happiness of giving to his mother.
"I don't understand yet why I am let off," said Dory, after he had
recovered from his amazement at the prospect of earning ten dollars.
"You are let off because you didn't do it," replied the landlord,
laughing. "I am sorry we accused you, but it looked bad for you at the
first of it. Peppers and Moody will tell you all about it after you get
into the boat. We have an early dinner ready, and you must dine before
you go."
In addition to all this, the landlord invited him to come to his house
whenever he was in Plattsburgh, and make himself at home there. The
hotel-keeper dined with them, and he asked Dory a great many questions
about the boat. Was she a dangerous boat?
"Any boat will tip over if you don't handle her right," replied Dory
sagely. "I sailed her across the lake yesterday when it blew a young
hurricane, and she is as safe as any boat I ever was in."
The young skipper proceeded to explain what had made the Goldwing so
unruly. He had overcome the difficulty, and he was sure that she was as
safe as any boat on the lake. He had perfect confidence in her, and he
was willing to have her tested in any weather by any boatman on the
lake.
"Pearl Hawlinshed wanted to buy her; and he claims to be the greatest
boatman on the lake, and knows his way all over it from Whitehall to St.
Johns," added the hotel-keeper. "He knows just where the bottom is in
every place."
"I think he does," replied Dory, laughing. "I know he found it yesterday
and to-day. Any fellow knows just where the bottom is, but he don't
always know how far it is from the top."
"I often have parties here who want a boat and a skipper; and I may be
able to turn some business into your hands, Dory," added the
hotel-keeper.
"Thank you, sir: that's what I want every day in the week, except
Sunday," replied the skipper of the Goldwing.
After dinner Dory and his passengers went to the wharf, and in a few
minutes they were standing up the lake. The wind was considerably
fresher than it had been in the morning, and the Goldwing made about six
miles an hour. The bad reputation of the boat had made some impression
upon Peppers, and at first he was very shy when she heeled over under
the influence of the smart breeze.
Dory soon satisfied him that the boat would not upset, with any thing
like fair treatment. He explained and illustrated the lee-helm business.
With the tiller fast in the comb, he allowed the craft to have her own
way. At the next gust she threw her head up into the wind, and spilled
all her sails. This satisfied both of the passengers, and they
manifested no more timidity.
In an hour and a half the schooner was up with Stave Island. The
detective had asked the skipper half a dozen times if he could see any
thing of the Missisquoi; but the islands had concealed her from view, if
she were still on the shoal. A few minutes more would enable him to
answer the question. Dory's passengers had plied him so closely with
questions since they started, that he had forgotten all about the matter
the officer was to explain to him; but the expectation of soon seeing
Pearl brought it back to his mind.
"You haven't told me yet why I was charged with taking Mr. Moody's money
from his room," said he.
"One reason was, that you were seen about the hotel, near Mr. Moody's
room; and the other was, that you had money enough to buy this boat,"
replied Peppers. "But I was satisfied that you didn't take the money as
soon as I got the facts from Moody."
"It was a lucky thing for you, my boy, that I fixed things as I did,"
added Moody.
"How did you fix things?" asked Dory.
"I have just started the business of making tomato-wine for sickness. I
sold two hundred dollars' worth of it in Plattsburgh, part of it to go
to New York. The merchant gave me a check for the money, and I went to
the bank to cash it. I received forty brand-new five-dollar bills,"
Moody explained, producing one of the bills. "I am trying to advertise
my business all I can; and I had a rubber stamp made, which the agent
delivered to me the day I got my money. I went to my room, and stamped
every one of those new bills with my business card in red ink. That is
the way I know the bills when I see them."
"And that is the reason why you wanted to see all the five-dollar bills
I had," added Dory.
"But we had looked over the bills you paid for the boat before," said
the detective. "We have been looking for bills with this red stamp upon
it since yesterday noon."
"Have you found any?" inquired Dory with interest.
"I found two of them. We have got to the southward of Stave Island now.
Can't you tell whether that steamer is in sight now?"
"Yes, sir: there she is, just where we left her this morning," replied
the skipper, as he glanced in the direction of the shoal. "I think Pearl
Hawlinshed has had a good time there all day."
"How far off is she?" asked Peppers.
"About two miles, but we shall reach her in twenty minutes. Where did
you find the two bills with the stamp on them?" asked Dory.
"Can they see us on board of that steamer, Dory?" asked the detective,
without heeding the question.
"They can see the boat; but of course they can't tell who is in her two
miles off," replied Dory.
"I am afraid I shall have some trouble with Pearl, Dory," said Peppers
anxiously. "The landlord was to give you ten dollars if you put me in
the same boat with Pearl."
"I think I shall earn the money without any trouble," replied Dory,
laughing with delight at the bright prospect before him.
"But, Dory, it makes some difference to me in what boat I happen to be
put with him, though you will earn your money all the same," added the
officer.
"All I can do is to put you on board of the Missisquoi. Of course I
can't put Pearl Hawlinshed on board of this boat if he is not willing to
come."
"But I don't want to be put on board of the Missisquoi," protested
Peppers. "There is where the rub comes. I am an officer in Plattsburgh,
but not in the State of Vermont. I can't arrest Pearl over here."
"Arrest him! Are you going to take him up?" asked Dory, not a little
astonished at this revelation.
"I am not going to do it over here; and he may make me no end of trouble
when he sees how the land lays," added Peppers; and at the same time he
sat down in the bottom of the standing-room.
"What are you going to arrest him for?"
"For stealing Moody's money!" exclaimed the detective desperately. "I
didn't mean to tell you the whole story just yet, but you have dragged
it out of me. Drop down here, Moody."
The loser of the money obeyed, though he seemed to be as much in the
dark as to the object of the movement as the skipper. Dory was worried
at the words of the officer; for, if he would not go on board of the
little steamer when he went alongside of her, he might not be able to
earn the promised reward.
"What is all this for, Mr. Peppers?" asked Dory, quite as anxious to
earn his money as the detective was to secure his prisoner.
"Can't we go into the cabin, and shut the doors, Dory?" asked Peppers.
"You can; but that would bring the boat down by the head so much that
she won't work well. If you want to do that, I will shift the ballast,"
replied Dory.
"I don't want Pearl to see me until we get him into this boat. It won't
do for me to take him out of the steamer over here. I am afraid to do
it. Shift your ballast, and then I will fix it up with you," added the
officer.
"Fix up the ballast!" exclaimed Dory, who did not care to have any one
meddle with the ballast but himself.
"No, no! Fix up a plan to get Pearl into this boat. Don't try to be so
thick, Dory," replied Peppers impatiently.
The skipper could not leave the helm to move the ballast, and neither of
his passengers knew any thing about a boat. But the men shifted the
fifty-sixes under the direction of the skipper. Five of them were
carried farther aft, and the passengers took their places one in each
berth in the cabin.
The doors opening into the standing-room were closed, but the slide was
left open till the schooner came alongside the Missisquoi. The men
declared that they were very comfortable in their quarters, and Dory
could not see why they should not be. He did not think there was any
better place in the known world than the cabin of the Goldwing.
"Now, how are we to get Pearl into this boat?" asked Peppers, with his
head at the opening by the slide.
"I don't think you will have any trouble about that," replied Dory. "He
wanted me to take him on board this morning, but I believe he will take
the boat away from me as soon as he comes on board."
"Don't you be alarmed about that, Dory. I can take care of him when I
get him within reach of my hand," added the detective.
"I believe he is as ugly as sin itself, and I think he hates me worse
than he does the Evil One himself. I have given him a big run the last
two days, and I gave him a chance to find the bottom twice."
"I will look out for you, Dory. I don't want him to know we are on board
of the boat till we get over to the other side of the lake," added
Peppers. "He will look into this cabin the first thing he does after he
comes on board. Can't you give us the key, and let us lock ourselves in,
Dory?"
"You can't lock the doors on the inside," answered Dory. "When the slide
is drawn, a hasp comes down from it, and all the doors are fastened with
a padlock."
"Then why can't you lock us in? You won't tip the boat over while we are
in here, will you?" asked the detective, as he thrust his head out far
enough to enable him to see the steamer, which was not more than a
quarter of a mile distant by this time.
"I will agree not to tip you over; but I can't tell what else may
happen, if I take such a fellow as Pearl Hawlinshed on board."
"If you have any trouble with him, all you have to do is to unlock the
door, and let us out; and we will take care of you."
"All right! I am satisfied to do any thing you say," added Dory, as he
went forward, drew the slide, and locked his passengers into the cabin.
By the change in the position of the ballast the boat was kept in good
trim. She dashed merrily through the water, and in a few minutes more
she was describing a circle around the grounded steamer.