“It is, sir.”
“I was sure of it. How did you dare to sneak into that job after I had discharged you from the Olenia?”
“There was no sneaking to it! I was hired by Mr. Fogg and I—”
“You may be sure that I did not know you were on board the Montana. But I cannot attend to all the details of my business. You realize, don't you, that you are a fugitive from justice?”
“I am a scapegoat for the dirty dogs who operate for you!”
“That's enough! I am investigating this matter now? Sit down in that chair!”
Mayo obeyed, lulled by the assurance.
“Alma, you go home!”
“I am going to stay here, father, until Captain Mayo—”
“I have listened to all the falsehoods I propose to hear!” This rejoinder astounded his two listeners. “I see into this matter clear to the bottom. I am amazed that you should think such a silly yarn would deceive me for a moment.” He had pressed one of the buttons. To the man who opened the door he said: “Tell Mr. Bradish that I want to see him here at once. He is in the office, isn't he?”