The
news from the _Curlew_, indeed, seemed to have smothered the
neighborhood criticism of the captain, if all suspicions had not
actually been lulled to rest.
Cap'n Amazon spoke no more of his brother, save in connection with
Professor Grayling's peril, than he had before. He seemed to have no
fears for Cap'n Abe. "Abe can look out for himself," was a frequent
expression with him. But Cap'n Amazon never spoke as though he held
the danger of Louise's father in light regard.
"I'll give 'em a fortnight to be heard from," Cap'n Joab Beecher said
confidently. "Then if ye don't hear from Cap'n Abe, or the noospapers
don't print nothin' more about the schooner, I shall write her down in
the log as lost with all hands."
"Don't you be too sartain sure 'bout it," growled Cap'n Amazon.
"There's many a wonder of the sea, as you an' I know, Joab Beecher.
Look at what happened the crew of the _Mailfast_, clipper built, out o'
Baltimore--an' that was when you an' I, Cap'n Joab, was sharpenin' our
milk teeth on salt hoss.
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