the discovery had been published. He feels like a claimant. He is not
sure the world would believe David Lockwin to be alive if he could
prove it.

"Chalmers, I'm going to tell you something that I haven't said to
nobody. I hid that boat, and I threw away big money--I know I did.
But I could get all the money I wanted of her--a free graft. Give me
another slug of that budge."

The druggist is filling a small graduate with whisky for Corkey. What
is Corkey about to say?

"They're having high old times in Russia. That was a great bomb they
git in on his nobs last winter."

"The czar? Yes."

"I reckon they're going to git the feller they've got on top there now,
too, don't you? They say he put on ten crowns yesterday. What do they
call it? The coronation, yes. What's the name of the place? Moscow,
yes."

The druggist is less confused.

"Wouldn't it be funny if the czar wasn't dead. But say, pardner, what
would you say if I went over there and told my widow I didn't believe
her old man was dead at all? Would she give me the gaff? Would she
git mad?"

The druggist is busy finding a cork for a bottle. At last he comes to