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"I think I can assure you it was not the captain," said
I, "for he and Bellairs are not acquainted."
"Wasn't that the captain with the red face and coloured
handkerchief? He seemed to me to follow Bellairs's game
with the most thrilling interest," objected Mr. Morgan.
"Perfectly true," said I. "Trent is deeply interested;
he very likely knew Bellairs, and he certainly knew
what he was there for; but I can put my hand in the
fire that Bellairs didn't know Trent."
"Another singularity," observed the judge. "Well, we
have had a capital forenoon. But you take an old
lawyer's advice, and get to Midway Island as fast as
you can. There's a pot of money on the table, and
Bellairs and Co. are not the men to stick at trifles."
With this parting counsel Judge Morgan shook hands and
made off along Montgomery Street, while I entered the
Occidental Hotel, on the steps of which we had finished
our conversation. I was well known to the clerks, and
as soon as it was understood that I was there to wait
for Pinkerton and lunch, I was invited to a seat inside
the counter.


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