"
Accordingly the captain drew one close to him, and went on:--
"This loving member of the Raybrock family you know, sir. This slow
member of the same family you don't know, sir. Wa'al, these two are
brothers,--fact! Hugh's come to life again, and here he stands. Now see
here, my friend! You don't want to be told that he was cast away, but
you do want to be told (for there's a purpose in it) that he was cast
away with another man. That man by name was Lawrence Clissold."
At the mention of this name Tregarthen started and changed colour.
"What's the matter?" said the captain.
"He was a fellow-clerk of mine thirty--five-and-thirty--years ago."
"True," said the captain, immediately catching at the clew: "Dringworth
Brothers, America Square, London City."
The other started again, nodded, and said, "That was the house."
"Now," pursued the captain, "between those two men cast away there arose
a mystery concerning the round sum of five hundred pound."
Again Tregarthen started, changing colour. Again the captain said,
"What's the matter?"
As Tregarthen only answered, "Please to go on," the captain recounted,
very tersely and plainly, the nature of Clissold's wanderings on the
barren island, as he had condensed them in his mind from the seafaring
man.
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