★ XIV ★
When they went ashore, Neill, moving through the crowd, never ceased looking for a man six feet tall weighing considerably more than two hundred pounds. He would be a roughly-dressed unwashed fellow, and he had an impediment that caused him to breathe noisily. Once he heard him speak, Neill would know him.
The day’s mail had just been distributed and everybody was immersed in the Sun paper and the American. The columns of sensational reading matter and the spread of photographs gave the villagers the pleasant feeling of having become famous overnight. All were searching for their own faces in the photographs.
Bonniger went back to his work in the office, and Neill entered the hotel. He took a look into his own room on the top floor and found, as he expected, that it had been
