knew, and what you’d done or were thinking of doing. As it is, we can take ‘em the whole twelve thousand ounces, or rather I can, as soon as I like, in broad daylight. I’m a lucky digger. It’s all right. Everybody knows I’ve been out there. They’ll have to pay me over the counter; and if you wait in the cab, by the Lord Harry, I’ll pay you your seven thousand first! You don’t deserve it, Cole, but you shall have it, and between us we’ll see the others to blazes!”
He jumped up all excitement, and was at the door next instant.
And Rattray was once more seated at his table, a little company of men around him.
I crept nearer, and my heart stopped. Was I delirious, or raving mad with wine? Or had the sea given up its dead?
CHAPTER XI
I LIVE AGAIN
Squire Rattray, as I say, was seated at the head of his table, where the broken