"You said you didn't want the paper," said Selina, turning at last and
regarding him fiercely. "I heard you with my own ears, else I wouldn't
have taken it. And if they had come back you'd have had your share. You
didn't want the treasure yourself and you didn't want other people to
have it. And it wasn't yours, because I heard you say so."
"Very well, say no more about it," said the captain. "If anybody asks
you can say that I knew you had it. Now go and put that back in the
bureau."
He tossed the key on to the table, and Miss Vickers, after a moment's
hesitation, turned with a gratified smile and took it up. The next hour
he spent in his bedroom, the rapid evolutions of Miss Vickers as she
passed from the saucepans to the sitting room and from the sitting-room
back to the saucepans requiring plenty of sea room.
A week later she was one of the happiest people in Binchester. Edward
Tredgold had received a cable from Auckland: "All safe; coming home," and
she shared with Mrs. Chalk and Mrs. Stobell in the hearty congratulations
of a large circle of friends. Her satisfaction was only marred by the
feverish condition of Mr. Tasker immediately on receipt of the news.
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