same thingâand if stealing a ship ainât piracy, then I donât know what piracy is!â
That was a good point, as Ringgoldâs expression betrayed. He said reluctantly, âMaybe we could help youâif the schooner sails the high seas. But where does she sail? Tell me that!â
âI canât bloody well tell you that, because Adams has been murdered!â Stackpole exclaimed. âIf Iâd got to Rowland Hallett in time, I couldâve shaken it out of him, but heâs dead, too! He was hospitalized with gangrene, and died after that quack Ducatel cut off his bloody arm!â
âSo I heard, and God bless his poor soul,â Ringgold said piously. âAnd as for Adamsâs murder, I donât intend to have anything to do with it. Murderâs a local matter.â
âBut Adams was American!â
âYou canât expect us to go chasing after every Yankee adventurer who gets himself killed on foreign soilâit just ainât practicable. Particularly when they seem to be as thick as fleas on a dog round these parts,â Ringgold added moodily, and then asked, âHave you informed the governor?â
âOf course Iâve informed the bloody governor!â Stackpole cried, almost beside himself. âBut it didnât help a bloody jot! When I asked what happened to my thousand-dollar bank draft after Hallett expired, he informed me that Hallettâs possessions were handed in as the law required, and there wasnât any draft among them. When I told him that someone in the fort sick bay mustâve stolen it, he dismissed me in a rage!â
âWell, now that youâve put it into his hands, you canât expect me to interfere,â Ringgold snapped. âNot only would it be a diplomatic blunder, but Captain Wilkes would be cross. And it was most improper of you to requisition a member of our expedition to do your detective work! So good day to you, sir,â he concluded, and slapped on his hat with finality.
Stackpole spluttered, but Ringgold simply ignored him, turning to Wiki and saying, âWell, it looks as if the robbery and the murder have already been reported to the governor, so thereâs no need for you to involve yourself further. Dr. Ducatel has offered to guide us to the fort, so we donât need you for that, neither.â
âSo I return to the Sea Gull ?â
âNo, you damn well donât, because I ainât finished with you yet. While Mr. Perry and Mr. Waldron and I are paying our respects to the governor, youâll oblige me by taking Mr. Hale to the Indian camp.â
Wiki said in surprise, âThe toldos ?â
âAye, if thatâs what you call it. He wants to question the natives relative to their language. I believe theyâre a confoundedly treacherous lot, so youâd better take your gaucho friends, too.â
Mr. Hale looked rather apprehensive at the prospect of being left alone with Wiki and his gaucho band, but he didnât say anything, instead taking a fresh grip of his reins. Then he watched and waited as Wiki consulted with Bernantio about this new mission. By the time they had finished, Dr. Ducatel and the three expedition officers were well off in the distance, trailing up the hill on their way to the fort.
Wiki turned to Stackpole, who was moodily watching Ringgold and his companions retreat, and said, âWhereâs your horse?â
The whaling master jerked his thumb over his shoulder at a hitching post up the head of the street, and said, âWhy?â
âHave you talked to the Indians who went sealing with Rowland Hallett?â
Stackpole lifted his hat and scratched his head.
âWell, you shouldâso it would be a good idea to come along with us. Mr. Hale wants to make a list of Indian words, and while heâs at work youâll have a chance to track down at least one of the men who went on that voyage.â
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