“How so?”

“He proved to be a Government spy, and every stranger that comes on the coast is watched.”

“This is a strange statement you are making to me.”

“I am warning you.”

“You are making sport of me, I fear.”

“I am not.”

“Are you an honest man?”

“I am.”

“I should judge so, if what you tell me is true.  A rogue would not warn me.”

“What I tell you is true; and because I am an honest man I warn you.”

“If you will lead me to the cabin of Tom Pearce all will be well.”

“Is the old boatman a friend of yours?”

“Yes.”

“Have you seen him lately?”

“No.”

“You have not seen him for a long time?”

“I have not seen him for twelve or thirteen years.”

A weird suspicion flashed across the detective’s mind, and he determined to have some further talk with the man in the rubber coat before he told him where old Tom Pearce resided.

“Is it Tom Pearce you want to see?”

“Yes.”

“I will take you to where you can find him.”

“To his house?”

“No.”

“Where?”

“To a tavern where he resorts.”

“I would prefer to see him at his house.”

“Do you wish to see him or his daughter?”

The man gave a perceptible start, and demanded: 

“Why do you ask that question?”

“I thought it was a good time to put it to you.”

“I wish to see Tom Pearce.”

“Then you do not care to see his daughter?”

“Has he a daughter?”

“He has a girl living with him.”

“Do you know the girl?”

“Well, I should say I did.”

“What sort of a girl is she?”

“She’s a daisy!”

“A what?” ejaculated the stranger.

“A daisy.”

“What do you mean?”

“Just what I say—­she’s a daisy.”

“I do not understand you.”

“She’s a harum-scarum creature, wild as a hawk and as ugly as a star-fish.”

“She is a handsome girl, I suppose?”

“About as handsome as a flounder.”

“She is not a pretty girl?”

“Is a flounder a pretty fish?”

“I should say not.”

“Then your question is answered.”

“Is she a good girl?”

“Good for nothing.”

“I see you do not like the girl,” remarked the stranger, but he spoke in a sad and disappointed tone.

“I like her well enough.”

“Will you lead me to the boatman’s cabin?”

“I will on one condition.”

“Name your condition.”

“You will tell me how long you have been on the coast.”

“Half an hour.”

“Have you spoken to anyone besides me?”

“No, not since I crossed the bay.”

“Why did you say they were a surly people around here?”