He came back, raging, and stood between Mayo and the girl, who had seemed to find words inadequate during the short time they had been left together.
“I don't believe anything you tell me! There's an infernal trick, here. The papers are missing. Somebody has them.”
His fury blinded his prudence.
He strode toward Captain Wass when the old mariner came stumping down the companionway.
“Is your name Wass?”
“Captain Wass, sir.”
“You took papers from my daughter and brought them to this man!”
“Correct.”
Marston stepped back and kicked at the blank sheets on the floor.
“Perhaps you can tell me if these are what you brought.”.