CHAPTER XXIII

JOB SEAL RELATES HIS ADVENTURES WE admitted that we did not understand. “I’ve heard of this Black Bennett,” I said in surprise, “but who is he? Tell us.” “Who is he?” growled Seal, knitting his shaggy brows darkly. “Who is he? Why, he’s about the worst swab I’ve ever met—and that’s saying a good deal!” “But what is there against him?” I demanded anxiously. “Almost everything short of murder. Christmas! I didn’t know that he was mixed up in this affair. You will have to be cute, doctor, for if Black Bennett’s one of…