“What do you get from the note? Anything?”
“I get a specimen of Sparkle’s handwriting, which, it is true, amounts to little or nothing; but we also get that promise, which I have no doubt he will keep, that he will communicate with you again, and in that communication will make some sort of a suggestion by which you may redeem your cups.”
“And do you think you might be able to get on the track in that way?”
“I think that such a thing is possible, although extremely improbable. We will have to wait until we receive the communication before we bank too much on what it may contain.”
“Exactly. That is what I thought.”
“Tell me, did the pirate talk to you as if he were making any effort to disguise his voice?”
“Not at all.”
“Did anything about his voice, his manner, his walk, his air, or his conduct remind you of any living person you know, or of anybody you have ever seen before?”
Kane broke out into immoderate laughter, and, turning toward the count, he exclaimed:
“What did I tell you, Cadillac?” and then to Nick he added: “Count Cadillac ought to thank his stars that he was here aboard the yacht when the pirate visited us, for, honestly, Carter, there was not a thing about him which did not in some way suggest the count himself to me.”