“I won’t, if you behave. I’ll simply render you helpless so you can’t show any treachery.”
And Frank bound the captain’s arms behind his back.
Bolt was then allowed to sit up.
He was pale and agitated beyond all measure.
“Now, see here, my man!” said Frank, sternly, “I’ve chased you all the way here from Boston to rescue Walter Grey——”
“I don’t know nothin’ about him,” growled Bolt.
“That’s an infamous lie, for I saw Alfred Milburn carry him aboard of this ship when you and your two men were at me. Before I left Boston Mrs. Grey was out of the lunatic asylum and Milburn was forced to disgorge her fortune. He is now in prison for what he did.”
The feelings of Ben Bolt upon hearing this were indescribable.
He realized that the plot had been exposed which made him liable for complicity, and reasoned at once that he had lost all chance of getting the extra $2,500 Milburn offered to pay him for putting the boy out of the way.
Indeed, he now stood a good chance to go to prison for what he had done in the matter.