After a moment or two he unfolded the paper. His eyes sought and found two words—the name "Tobias Hunken."
He turned the papers over again. Still the name not his—"Tobias
Hunken!"
He pushed the paper from him, and timorously, as a man possessed by superstitious awe, put out his fingers and drew forward under the lamplight the four documents already cast aside.
The name on each was the same. The bonds belonged to 'Bias. By mistake, those months ago, he had carried them off and locked them up for his own.
Should he arouse 'Bias to-night and tell him of the good news? He gathered up the bonds in his hand, went to the front door, unbarred it, and stepped out into the roadway. Not a light showed anywhere in the next house.
Cai stepped back, barred the door, and sought his chamber, after putting out the lamp. He slept as soundly as a child.
CHAPTER XXVI.
'BIAS RENOUNCES.
"Is Cap'n Hunken upstairs?"
"Ay, ay, sir," answered Mr Tabb from behind his pile of biscuit tins and soapboxes. The pile had grown—or so it seemed to Cai—and blocked out more of the daylight than ever. "Won't you step up? You'll be kindly welcome."