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"Maybe the bear is Collins in disguise."
There was a laugh at this. Rush read the message over again.
"Shall I take it up to the captain?"
"Yes, if you will."
Steve did so. Captain Simms read the alarm message through twice.
"Pshaw!" he grunted. "Let the government find its own criminals. It doesn't hire me to be a policeman. How's the bear?"
"I haven't heard him complain any since we put him back," answered Steve with a grin. "How did he get out, do you think?"
"The cage tipped over in a roll of the s.h.i.+p. No more wild animal shows on this s.h.i.+p. Are you going to try to earn that five hundred dollars?"
demanded the skipper, changing the subject abruptly.
"I had not thought of doing so. You do not think he is on your s.h.i.+p, do you?"
"If he was you'd catch him, even if you had to bait him with raw beef.
Say, are you going to stay with me?"
"Why, I am not thinking of leaving, Captain Simms."
"I don't mean now. Of course, you wouldn't leave me in the middle of the season. You're too square for that. I mean at the end of the season?"
"Of course, we shall have to work during the winter. We can't afford to lie around in idleness."
"Yes, of course. But what about next season?"
"That is a long way off," smiled Rush.
"Will you come back with me next year?"
"I could not promise. Frankly, Captain, I wish I might stay with you. I like the life and I should be happy to spend the rest of my days on the water, were it not for one fact."
"What is that?"
"There isn't much of a future to the lake business."
Captain Simms nodded.
"Nothing beyond being a captain. That's the stone wall we b.u.t.t against sooner or later, if we are lucky enough to get that far. I don't blame you, but I am sorry. I was in hopes you would stay with us another season."
"This season is young yet. Perhaps you may be glad to get rid of me before the end of it," laughed Rush.
"No danger of that. But I am going to make it worth your while to stay, you see if I don't. Tell the operator to send back word, to the man that sent out this message, that we haven't got any safe crackers on board the 'Richmond.'"
"Very well, sir."
Steve picked up the message and left the cabin. He walked thoughtfully aft to his own state room, where he found Jarvis getting ready to go on duty. Rush sat down to study the description of the much-wanted criminal.
"I can't get it out of my mind that I know that man." he muttered. "I know I have seen him somewhere. But where? Pshaw! Why should I trouble myself about the matter? I'm no policeman, and I don't want to earn any money at the price of another man's liberty."
"What's the matter--gone crazy?" demanded Jarvis, eyeing his companion suspiciously. "They say it's a sure sign, when a fellow gets the habit of talking to himself."
Rush laughed heartily.
"Then both of us must be in the same boat, for I heard you mumbling to yourself this very day."
"When?"
"At the time the bear was chasing you."
"Huh!"
"Bob, listen."
Steve read out the message, slowly, giving emphasis to that part describing the man wanted by the government.
"Think hard, now. Isn't there some one whom you have seen that answers that description, the stooping shoulders, the peculiar way of glancing up from under the half-closed eyelids----"
"n.o.body but Smith."
"Smith!" Rush gazed at the other boy blankly.
"That's so; he does rather answer the description."
"Of course he isn't the man."
"Perhaps not."
All the rest of the day Steve thought over the contents of that message and the suggestion made by Jarvis. He did not see the stoker, however, until the following morning, just as Steve was coming off duty.
"Morning, Smith," greeted the lad, bending a scrutinizing gaze on the surly fireman.
"Morning," mumbled the other.
"By the way, old chap; were you ever in Elgin?"
Smith gave the lad a quick, sharp look.
"What are you getting at?"
"Do you know a man named Collins--Gus Collins?" persisted the Iron Boy.
"Co--Co--Collins?"
"Yes, a fellow who was interested in cracking a post-office safe out in Elgin----"