"You can't mean that. Why, you don't know anything
about me. For all you know I might never give the property back to
you."
"We are willing to risk that," replied White, "and would rather trust
you to act for us in this matter than any one else we know. It is a
big favour to ask, I know; but you said you felt indebted to me and
only wanted a chance to pay off the debt, so I thought perhaps--but if
you don't want to do it, of course----"
"But I will, if you really want me to," cried Cabot. "I have always
longed to own a lobster factory. It never entered my head when I
proposed the plan that I would help carry it out; but if you think I
can be of the slightest assistance in that way, why of course I am only
too glad."
So the papers constituting Cabot Grant, Esq., sole owner of the Pretty
Harbour lobster factory were duly signed and recorded; and at sunset of
that very evening our hero stood regarding his suddenly acquired
property with the air of one who is dubiously pleased at a prospect.
CHAPTER XI.
BLUFFING THE BRITISH NAVY.
Cabot was not long allowed to enjoy his sense of possession before
experiencing some of the anxieties of proprietorship; for, even as he
stood overlooking his newly acquired factory, a clipper-built schooner,
showing the fine lines and tall topmasts of an American, rounded the
outer headland and entered the harbour.
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