But what
of that? He may have laid his plans, and arranged for the corpse
to be found later, in that blamed packing case."
"Is this all your evidence?"
"It's enough, I guess."
"Not to procure a warrant."
"Why, a man in the States would be electrocuted on half the
evidence."
"I daresay," retorted the little man with contempt, "but we are
in a land where justice of the purest prevails. All your
evidence is circumstantial. It proves nothing."
The captain was considerably nettled.
"I calculate that it proves Sir Frank wanted the mummy, else why
did he come on board my ship to see your infernal assistant. The
words he used showed that he was warning Bolton how he'd do for
him. And then he talked through the window, and was in the
public-house, which ain't a place for an almighty aristocrat to
shelter in. I guess he's the man wanted by the police. Why,"
added Hervey, warming to his tale, "he'd a slap-up yacht laying
near the blamed hotel, and could easily ship the corpse, after
slipping it through the window. When he got tired of it, and
looted the emeralds, he took it by boat, below the Fort, to Mrs.
Jasher's garden and left it there, so as to pull the wool over
the eyes of the police.
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