Roy Norton

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Roy Norton Drowned Gold — Chapter 6 (1919)

He appeared to consider for a long time, with his broad chin resting on the backs of his broad fists, and staring vacantly into the outer cabin.
"I think it's Klein all right," he said; "but I'd like to be certain of it. One time I lost a billet, when I was younger than I am now by a whole lot, because I was blamed for something I didn't do. It caused me to change my rule. Before that I'd believed every man innocent till he was proven guilty. After that I thought all men guilty until they were proven innocent.
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Roy Norton Drowned Gold — Chapter 6 (1919)

The man we are looking for will take it for granted that I am out of my cabin for the entire evening. It will give him time to make his false key. We hand him his opportunity, and—nab him!"
He had but gone when I summoned my steward and told him of the fictitious, happy event, and casually let him know that he was to notify the cook to spread himself for the event, and especially for a dinner that I wished served to the chief and myself in my own cabin. I knew that the news would carry; for trivial things interest men who live in hulls.
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Roy Norton Drowned Gold — Chapter 6 (1919)

He'll be mighty lucky if ever that elbow works again."
Even though Cochrane had done his best to kill both Jimmy and me but a short time before, I suffered a twinge of remorse when I set to work; for I, too, had doubts as to the future usefulness of that arm. Jimmy assisted as best he could, and all the time said nothing, but had that same hurt look in his eyes, the look of one betrayed.
"Here's what he did it with, sir," said the mate, returning from the deck, and held out a "sandbag" made of leather and encasing some pounds of shot.
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