"I got a berth as second mate on a wind-jammer sailing to Europe, and as the country wasn't healthy for me since I'd looted the green mummy, I took it abroad and yanked it to Paris, where I sold it for a couple of hundred pounds.

With that, I changed my name and had a high old time.

I never heard of the blamed thing again until the Professor here turned up with Mr.Bolton at Pierside, asking me to bring it in The Diver from Malta.

It was what you'd call a coincidence, I reckon," added Hervey lazily; "but I did cry small when I heard the Professor here had paid nine hundred for a thing I'd let slip for two hundred.

Had I known of those infernal emeralds, I'd have ripped open the case on board and would have recouped myself.
But I knew nothing, and Bolton never told me." "How could he," asked Braddock quietly, "when he did not know that any jewels were buried with the dead?
I did not know either.