"This will be additional evidence against that scoundrel who intends
to rob me, and who tried to get me out of his way. However my time of
reckoning will come. But would you mind telling me your names?"
Jerry introduced himself and his companions, briefly, telling the
reasons for their presence in California.
"My name is De Vere," said the man. "Maurice De Vere. I was in
partnership with Blowitz, in several ventures, including the one in
which a brig named the Rockhaven is concerned."
"Are you interested in that?" asked Jerry eagerly. "Why that is the
derelict Blowitz wanted us to go in search of in the motor boat."
"He did? Now I understand why he wanted to get me out of the way!"
cried Maurice De Vere, quickly. "He was afraid I would meet you boys."
"Yes, and that's why he was in such a hurry for us to start," added
Ned, and they told of their dealings with Blowitz, and his anger at
their refusal to take part in his schemes.
"I can't be thankful enough to you boys," said the wounded man. "I
don't know what would have become of me if you hadn't happened to have
seen Blowitz push me from the cliff. I-- I wish--"
Mr. De Vere seemed overcome by a sudden weakness, and fell back on the
pile of coats and seaweed.
"We had better get him to a doctor," said Ned. "He may be more injured
than we suppose."
"I-- I'll be all right in a little while-- that is all but my arm,"
said the injured man faintly. "It was just a little weakness.
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