Within the Tides
The Planter of Malata
The Inn of the Two Witches
Because of the Dollars
THE PLANTER OF MALATA
In the private editorial office of the principal newspaper in a
great colonial city two men were talking. They were both young.
The stouter of the two, fair, and with more of an urban look about
him, was the editor and part-owner of the important newspaper.
The other's name was Renouard. That he was exercised in his mind
about something was evident on his fine bronzed face. He was a
lean, lounging, active man. The journalist continued the
"And so you were dining yesterday at old Dunster's."