For several seconds Captain Tom remained silent, with his eyes fixed upon the ground.
"Such villainy ought to be exposed," he said, at length, raising his eyes suddenly.
"But how is it to be done?"
"I don't know, my boy," he answered, reflectively, "I don't know."
"You said just now that in the long run people got their deserts."
"I did, sonny, and I believe it."
"But where shall I come in? Suppose they do get their deserts, that won't compensate me."
The Captain's grave face relaxed into a broad smile. "Perhaps young Tregony's deserts will be in not getting the girl," he said, and he gave a loud guffaw.
"Well?"
"That may be where you come in. My stars, but if I were in your shoes, I'd make him jealous for something. By all accounts he hasn't got her yet."