The Celebrity Part 26
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"Is that Mr. Cooke's yacht, the Maria?
"The same," said Mr. Cooke.
"I'm fearing I'll have to come aboard you, Mr. Cooke."
"All right, old man, glad to have you," said my client.
This brought a smile to McCann's face as he got into his boat. We were all standing in the c.o.c.kpit, save the Celebrity, who was just inside of the cabin door. I had time to note that he was pale, and no more: I must have been pale myself. A few strokes brought the chief to the Maria's stern.
"It's not me that likes to interfere with a gent's pleasure party, but business is business," said he, as he climbed aboard.
My client's hospitality was oriental.
"Make yourself at home, old man," he said, a box of his largest and blackest cigars in his hand. And these he advanced towards McCann before the knot was tied in the painter.
Then a wave of self-reproach swept over me. Was it possible that I, like Mr. Trevor, had been deprived of all the morals I had ever possessed?
Could it be that the district attorney was looking calmly on while Mr.
Cooke wilfully corrupted the Far Harbor chief-of-police? As agonizing a minute as I ever had in my life was that which it took McCann to survey those cigars. His broad features became broader still, as a huge, red hand was reached out. I saw it close lingeringly over the box, and then Mr. Cooke had struck a match. The chief stepped over the washboard onto the handsome turkey-red cus.h.i.+ons on the seats, and thus he came face to face with me.
"Holy fathers!" he exclaimed. "Is it you who are here, Mr. Crocker?" And he pulled off his cap.
"No other, McCann," said I, with what I believe was a most pitiful attempt at braggadocio.
McCann began to puff at his cigar. Clouds of smoke came out of his face and floated down the wind. He was so visibly embarra.s.sed that I gained a little courage.
"And what brings you here?" I demanded.
He scrutinized me in perplexity.
"I think you're guessing, sir."
"Never a guess, McCann. You'll have to explain yourself."
McCann had once had a wholesome respect for me. But it looked now as if the bottom was dropping out of it.
"Sure, Mr. Crocker," he said, "what would you be doing in such company as I'm hunting for? Can it be that ye're helping to lift a criminal over the border?"
"McCann," I asked sternly, "what have you had on the tug?"
Force of habit proved too much for the man. He went back to the apologetic.
"Never a drop, Mr. Crocker. Upon me soul!"
This reminded Mr. Cooke of something (be it recorded) that he had for once forgotten. He lifted up the top of the refrigerator. The chief's eye followed him. But I was not going to permit this.
"Now, McCann," I commenced again, "if you will state your business here, if you have any, I shall be obliged. You are delaying Mr. Cooke."
The chief was seized with a nervous tremor. I think we were a pair in that, only I managed to keep mine, under. When it came to the point, and any bribing was to be done, I had hit upon a course. Self-respect demanded a dignity on my part. With a painful indecision McCann pulled a paper from his pocket which I saw was a warrant. And he dropped his cigar. Mr. Cooke was quick to give him another.
"Ye come from Bear Island, Mr. Crocker?" he inquired.
I replied in the affirmative.
"I hope it's news I'm telling you," he said soberly; "I'm hoping it's news when I say that I'm here for Mr. Charles Wrexell Allen,--that's the gentleman's name. He's after taking a hundred thousand dollars away from Boston." Then he turned to Mr. Cooke. "The gentleman was aboard your boat, sir, when you left that country place of yours,--what d'ye call it?--Mohair? Thank you, sir." And he wiped the water from his brow. "And they're telling me he was on Bear Island with ye? Sure, sir, and I can't see why a gentleman of your standing would be wanting to get him over the border. But I must do my duty. Begging your pardon, Mr. Crocker," he added, with a bow to me.
"Certainly, McCann," I said.
For a s.p.a.ce there was only the b.u.mping and straining of the yacht and the swish of the water against her sides. Then the chief spoke again.
"It will be saving you both trouble and inconvenience, Mr. Crocker, if you give him up, sir."
What did the man mean? Why in the name of the law didn't he make a move? I was conscious that my client was fumbling in his clothes for the wallet; that he had muttered an invitation for the chief to go inside.
McCann smoked uneasily.
"I don't want to search the boat, sir."
At these words we all turned with one accord towards the cabin. I felt Farrar gripping my arm tightly from behind.
The Celebrity had disappeared!
It was Mr. Cooke who spoke.
"Search the boat!" he said, something between a laugh and a cry.
"Yes, sir," the chief repeated firmly. "It's sorry I am to do it, with Mr. Crocker here, too."
I have always maintained that nature had endowed my client with rare gifts; and the ease with which he now a.s.sumed a part thus unexpectedly thrust upon him, as well as the a.s.surance with which he carried it out, goes far to prove it.
"If there's anything in your line aboard, chief," he said blandly, "help yourself!"
Some of us laughed. I thought things a little too close to be funny.
Since the Celebrity had lost his nerve and betaken himself to the place of concealment Mr. Cooke had prepared for him, the whole composition of the affair was changed. Before, if McCann had arrested the ostensible Mr. Allen, my word, added to fifty dollars from my client, would probably have been sufficient. Should he be found now, no district attorney on the face of the earth could induce the chief to believe that he was any other than the real criminal; nor would any bribe be large enough to compensate McCann for the consequences of losing so important a prisoner. There was nothing now but to carry it off with a high hand.
McCann got up.
"Be your lave, Mr. Crocker," he said.
"Never you mind me, McCann," I replied, "but you do what is right."
With that he began his search. It might have been ludicrous if I had had any desire to laugh, for the chief wore the gingerly air of a man looking for a rattlesnake which has to be got somehow. And my client a.s.sisted at the inspection with all the graces of a dancing-master.
McCann poked into the forward lockers where we kept the stores,--dropping the iron lid within an inch of his toe,--and the clothing-lockers and the sail-lockers. He reached under the bunks, and drew out his hand again quickly, as though he expected to be bitten.
And at last he stood by the trap with the hole in it, under which the Celebrity lay prostrate. I could hear my own breathing. But Mr. Cooke had his wits about him still, and at this critical juncture he gave McCann a thump on the back which nearly carried him off his feet.
"They say the mast is hollow, old man," he suggested.
"Be jabers, Mr. Cooke," said McCann, "and I'm beginning to think it is!
"He took off his cap and scratched his head.
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