Frank Merriwells Cruise | Page 7

put her on top of a ledge, but got her off without doing
her much damage. He sold her for a song."
"What happened next?"
"Next fellow as owned her went crazy and is in an asylum. They say he
saw the spook go through the suicide act in the cabin, and that was
what crazed him."
"The interest increases. The horrors are piling up. Anything more?"
"Benjamin owned her next."
"Anything happen to him?"
"Yes."
"What?"
"He got the Klondike fever."
"That all?"

"Ain't that enough? He's run away to Alaska, and his father's rich as
mud. He didn't have no need to go up there into that infernally cold
region and freeze and starve. His old man's so mad he threatens to cut
him off."
"Well," laughed Frank, "the White Wings is mine now, and I don't
fancy all the spooks of the infernal regions could scare me away from
her. In fact, I'd rather enjoy having a call from a few spooks."
"You'll have some kind of bad luck," declared the truckman, as he
prepared to go. "I don't like to tell you that, but I think you oughter be
looking out."
A young man with a small, curly, black mustache came hurrying onto
the pier. He was well dressed and carried a cane. He came straight up to
Frank and the truckman.
"Where is the person known as Frank Merriwell?" he asked.
"I am Frank Merriwell," Merry answered. "What can I do for you?"
"You are the chap I want to see," said the stranger. "I understand you
bought the White Wings of Jack Benjamin?"
"I did, sir."
"And he sold it to you as clear and free of encumbrance?"
"He did."
"He beat you."
"How is that?"
"I hold a bill of sale of that yacht, and I am here to claim it as my
property!" was the answer.
Frank was surprised.

The truckman slapped his hand against his hip and muttered:
"I told him! The thing is hoodooed! Anybody as has anything to do
with it is bound to buck against hard luck."
"This is rather surprising information," said Frank Merriwell, speaking
with the utmost calmness, while he studied the face of the stranger with
piercing eyes. "I hardly understand it. I believe Jack Benjamin has the
reputation in Boston of being on the level, and so I hardly understand a
piece of business like this."
"Perhaps Benjamin was stuck, found it out, and got out of the hole the
best way he could."
"How do you mean?"
"Perhaps at the time he bought the boat, he didn't know I held the bill
of sale of her."
Frank started.
"Ha!" he exclaimed. "Then Benjamin did not give you the bill of sale?"
"No. Chap that owned her before that did. His name is Fearson."
"Fearson? Is he the one who went crazy?"
"The very same," put in the truckman.
"When did he give you this bill of sale?"
"Don't remember the exact date."
"The bill will show."
"Sure. Why do you want to know?"
"I want to find out if he gave it to you before a certain time. That's all."

The strange claimant of the yacht was suspicious.
"I don't see the point," he said. "I hold the bill, and I claim the yacht.
Just found out what Benjamin had done, and I came down in a hurry,
after getting track of the boat, to warn you not to try to move her. I
won't have it."
It began to look like a scrape, but Frank was not flustered in the least.
He kept his head, saying:
"Have you the bill of sale with you, sir?"
"Yes."
"Will you be kind enough to permit me to look at it?"
The stranger started to do so, but seemed to change his mind of a
sudden, and said:
"No, I won't bother. I tell you not to move her. If you do, I'll make you
pay a big sum for damages, so look out."
Frank smiled sweetly.
"That is a very silly threat," he murmured. "If you do not show me the
document I shall not believe it exists."
"That doesn't make any difference to----"
"It makes this difference: It is now twenty minutes to nine. At nine I
shall cast off from the pier. Wind and tide being right, it will not take
me long to get out of the harbor."
"You wouldn't dare!"
"What is there to dare? I fail to see anything."
"Why, confound you! I'd make you smart for it!"

"You couldn't. You have made a lot of bluffing talk about holding a bill
of sale, but I do not take any stock in that till you produce the document.
I have purchased this yacht, and, as long as I believe myself her rightful
owner,