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"
"As like as not," said Jim, still standing on the side
walk with contracted brows.
"Well, what shall we do next?" I asked.
"The natural thing would be to rush the schooner," he
replied. "But I don't know. I telephoned the captain
to go at it head down and heels in air; he answered
like a little man; and I guess he's getting around. I
believe, Loudon, we'll give Trent a chance. Trent was
in it; he was in it up to the neck; even if he couldn't
buy, he could give us the straight tip."
"I think so, too," said I. "Where shall we find him?"
"British consulate, of course," said Jim. "And that's
another reason for taking him first. We can hustle
that schooner up all evening; but when the consulate's
shut, it's shut."
At the consulate we learned that Captain Trent had
alighted (such is, I believe, the classic phrase) at
the What Cheer House. To that large and unaristocratic
hostelry we drove, and addressed ourselves to a large
clerk, who was chewing a toothpick and looking straight
before him.
"Captain Jacob Trent?"
"Gone," said the clerk.


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