A Queer Race: The Story of a Strange People — page 182: what you’re looking at

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A QUEER RACE. 179 every man in the neighborhood between eighteen and thirty-five, sound in wind, limb, and eyesight, to be mustered in the great square on the following after- noon. Then I asked whether there were. any maps of the Island. ‘T'wo or three were produced, which, theagh roughly drawn, were sufficient for my purpose. After studying them carefully, Lf asked Mr. Field (who was the leading member of the administration) to send two fish- ing-boats, the fastest he could find, to the further end of the island, one by the north, the other by the south coast, to watch the movements of the enemy and make inquiries, under strict orders toreturn with all speed and report any information which they might be able to ob- tain. Swift runners were to be dispatched on a similar errand to Weston’s, Swamp Island Creek, Wynter’s Hill, and elsewhere; and a series of relays organized, so that messages might be forwarded with the least possible delay, and, as a matter of fact, they were forwarded al- most as quickly as they could have been by mail-carts or post- horses. By the time these dispositions were made it was very late, and as nothing could be done until morning, we separated for the night. | As I was leaving the hall with Mr. Field, Bolsover, of whom so far I had not taken the least notice, put himself in my way, and said he wanted a word with me. ‘‘Say on,” I answered, coldly; for old T’om’s recent conduct had not been at all to my liking, and [ rather ~ suspected him of having had a hand in the cutting loose of the Diana. ‘‘T ax your pardon, Mr. Erle,” he said, very humbly; ‘“but if you will let me say so, I have done you wrong. I was that disappointed with not getting the treasure—l had thought of scarce anything else all my life—I was that disappointed as I was a’most mad, and scarce knew what I was doing. And I blamed you, I thought as you was somewhat in fault, and as you could have got the treasure for us if you’d liked. Well, when I was in that humor, Mr. Fane comes to me and says as I had a better claim to the treasure than anybody else, and that he would see me righted. I believed him, but I can see (E(0) Al C ool) gS (ele)