"Is that for _Drums of Doom_?" he asked becoming suddenly crisp and
professional.
"Yes."
"Might do for the jacket of the book. Have Mr. Richards see this.
Marvelous types, where did you get them?" he continued, looking from the
canvas to Ricky and Val.
"Oh, I am sorry. Miss Ralestone, may I present Mr. Creighton, and Mr.
Holmes, both of New York. And this," she smiled at Val, "is Mr. Valerius
Ralestone, the brother of the owner of this plantation. The family, I
believe, has lived here for about two hundred and fifty years."
Creighton's manner became a shade less brusque as he took the hand Ricky
held out to him. "I might have known that no professional could get that
look," he said.
"Then this isn't your place?" Mr. Holmes said to Charity after he had
greeted the Ralestones.
"Mine? Goodness no! I rent the old overseer's house. Pirate's Haven is
Ralestone property."
"Pirate's Haven." Judson Holmes' infectious grin reappeared. "A rather
suggestive name."
"The builder intended to name it 'King's Acres' because it was a royal
grant," Val informed him. "But he was a pirate, so the other name was
given it by the country folk and he adopted it. And he was right in
doing so because there were other freebooters in the family after his
time."
"Yes, we are even equipped with a pirate ghost," contributed Ricky with
a mischievous glance in her brother's direction.
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