CHAPTER XII.
M.FERRAUD INTRODUCES HIMSELF.
"Yessir, Mr.Donovan," said Captain Flanagan, his peg-leg crossed and one hand abstractedly polishing the brass ferrule; "Yessir, the question is, what did y' hear ?" Mr.Donovan caressed his beer-glass and reflected.

The two were seated in the office of Swan's Hotel.

"Well, I took them bricks out an' it seems that loony ol' Frenchman our grandpas use to blow about had hid a box in th' chimbley." "A box in the chimbley.

An' what was in the box ?" Mr.Donovan considered again.

"I'll tell you the truth, Cap'n.