[Dead Men Tell No Tales by E. W. Hornung]@TWC D-Link bookDead Men Tell No Tales CHAPTER XIV 15/20
They have given me many since.
But I won't wear one of them--not one!" How her eyes flashed! I forgot all about Jose. "I suppose you know why they hadn't room for you in the gig ?" she went on. "No, I don't know, and I don't care.
They had room for you," said I; "that's all I care about." And to think she could not see I loved her! "But do you mean to say you don't know that these--murderers--set fire to the ship ?" "No--yes! I heard you say so last night." "And you don't want to know what for ?" Out of politeness I protested that I did; but, as I live, all I wanted to know just then was whether my love loved me--whether she ever could--whether such happiness was possible under heaven! "You remember all that mystery about the cargo ?" she continued eagerly, her pretty lips so divinely parted! "It turned out to be gunpowder," said I, still thinking only of her. "No--gold!" "But it was gunpowder," I insisted; for it was my incorrigible passion for accuracy which had led up to half our arguments on the voyage; but this time Eva let me off. "It was also gold: twelve thousand ounces from the diggings.
That was the real mystery.
Do you mean to say you never guessed ?" "No, by Jove I didn't!" said I.She had diverted my interest at last.
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