For, in absolute fact (as any one, no matter whether it were Sir Geoffrey Barry or Fran?ois Thurot, would soon have known, had they gone on board the schooner), though she might be called the Nederland at the present moment and might be sailing under the Dutch flag, she was nothing of the kind, but was instead the Amarynth of Plymouth, in Massachusetts, her captain being an Englishman, that is to say, a colonist7.
None had, however, up to now, attempted to molest8 the ship in the Thames, since all connected with the navy were otherwise busily employed in preparing to resist the threatened attack of Conflans; and the master was now only waiting to hear from "Mr. Lewis" to depart. That is, to depart if he should also get the information that the dreaded9 Thurot was anywhere else than where he was at present reported to be. But, whether he got it or not, he would have to go ere long. For his "merchandise" was an eating and drinking cargo10, and, consequently, an expensive one.
He stood on his poop on this present morning, after having seen the Mignonne glide11 down the river under a pretty full spread of canvas, and after having respectfully dipped his ensign; but now it was two hours later than that occurrence, and he was watching a shore-boat sailing out under a lugsail, and undoubtedly12 making for his ship. A shore-boat which he did not put himself to the trouble of hailing, or causing to be hailed, since he recognised its occupant and passenger as "Mr. Lewis."
"Good-morning, sir," he said, with due down East emphasis, as now the boat came alongside his schooner. "Good-morning, sir. I thought I should see you again before I up'd."
"Ay," said Granger, "I thought so too. I felt sure you wouldn't have up'd and gone away without seeing me. Don't you require my services any more?"
"Oh! well--why, yes. There's more room in the hold yet, you know. All the same, sir, I've got a cargo, and I may as well be getting along with it. Come into the saloon." Whereon he led the way to a cabin under the poop which he kept for his own private use. While, as he went, he asked, "Where is that Thurot?"
"You're safe enough from him," replied Granger, "if all accounts be true. They say he is at Gottenburg victualling. And there are too many of our ships of war about. The Mignonne went out, too, this morning."
"I saw her. I'll go out also--afore she comes back. A week I suppose, eh?"
"Indeed, it may not be so much. Barry, her captain, bade me have some more men ready for him by Sunday night, and this is Tuesday. That's not a week."
"I'll shift," said the master of the so-called Nederland; "I'll shift afore he comes back. I don't want him taking any of my children away from me. They're valyble."
"Do you want any more?" asked Granger, looking at the master over the glass which he now held in his hand, the Puritan colonist having produced liquid refreshment13 from a locker14, "Could you avail yourself of two--or even one--more?"
"The trouble is a-making of 'em com-fort-able till I get 'em to sea. Then it is of no account. But if they aren't com-fort-able till we're away they might suspect. However, p'r'aps I could make shift with one or two. Dos't know any, friend Lewis?"
"I might do so. Perhaps, as you say, one or two. Yet," he said, after thinking a moment, "it could not be till Monday night."
"Till Monday night! Why! sir, that will never do. By then the captain will be back. And I am mortal afeard of him. If he boarded me," he said, sinking his voice to a husky whisper, "he'd find seventy on 'em below! Seventy thirties is over two thousand. Two thousand guineas' worth of stuff, male and female. A mort o' money."
"He will not board you. I know a way to prevent him. I will tell him that I can provide all he wants further and--and--well, the flag protects you. England will never quarrel with the Dutch; at this time--even now--the Government hopes they will join her against France."
"They eat a fearful deal," the Puritan said, with an eye cast down to the lower decks, "now. Later they won't eat so much. I must away--unless--unless I could be certain of getting something."
"You shall get something. I promise you. Only your men must fetch it. Send your quarter-boat ashore15 on Saturday night and, if there is nothing for her then, do so again on Sunday night; and I guarantee you something. Only, by Monday morning, by midnight of Sunday, you must be off and away."
"What will it be," the skipper asked, "a he or a she?"
"It might be either. But--this is good stuff that I shall send you. Listen. That which will come will not do so willingly; there is a family feud16 in this matter, such as has often been gratified before in similar ways. If it is a man, he may show fight, protest it is all a mistake, cry for help and make a disturbance17; if it is a woman, she will weep and scream. Your ruf--your men must be prepared for a scuffle, as well as to silence all."
"Trust me," the skipper replied, with a loathsome18 wink19. "If a female, we know how to stop all cries. If a man--ha!--so long as we don't kill him all is well. He will have the sea voyage to recover in. That's good for broken crowns to heal in."
"So, so. Now listen. The man you get--or both, if I can send two, but at least one--must be sold so that he finds no chance of ever returning to England. His family hate him; he is--well! no matter. What can you do?"
"I can go bail20 he never gets back. Only--only--thus! he will not be worth much to me. How can I pay you for what is no good, or very little?"
"The family pays me. I shall not want the 'usual' from you. And--if--when next you revisit us you can tell me that his relations are never likely to be troubled with him again, why--then--there will be something for you."
The New Englander thrust out a brawny21 freckled22 and sunburnt hand, and seized that of Granger, then he said--
"So be it. The family of this--this--'tis I suppose some flyblow--may be at ease. And--as you may send more than one--I will be very sure to treat all alike. I shall put into Charleston for the sale of some goods I have, and your men, or man, or woman shall be sold to a buyer from the French possessions. He will not let him, or them, ever return to England. All, or one. Is that it?"
"Ay, all or one," Granger said; "do that, and there will be no confusion." Though to himself he added, "There can be no confusion. There is no 'all.'"
"And the place?" the skipper said; "the place is--where? The same as before! In the Marshes23, eh?"
"In the Marshes; that is it. Plaistow Level is best, this side of the creek24. 'Tis bare and desolate25 even by day; at night not even a solitary26 gunner seeking for snipe is about. And--and--along the road that follows the river bank the stuff will come. Be ready with your boat and men on the night I warn you of. Thus you shall snare27 your bird."
"You will warn me, and it will most like be Sunday?"
"It will most like be Sunday. The hour you shall know. As well as how to distinguish your prize. And then you will away to Charleston. Be ready to sail at once with the cattle who are for the French colonies."
"Fear me not. I will be ready. Ere Monday morning comes we shall be out of the river."
They shook hands on this, the skipper filling the glasses once more, and so they parted, Granger dropping into the boat and being rowed ashore after having again promised to warn his confederate of the certain hour and day when his new victim might be expected.
"And," he repeated in a whisper, so that none of the crew who stood near should hear, "remember, this is a prize. You pay nothing for it; and if, when you return, you can give me good news for the family, you will have--well, I dare to say--fifty--a hundred guineas. Is't enough?"
"It is enough, I shall not fail."
In less than an hour Granger was once more back in his office attending to his master's business, checking accounts brought in to him by dealers28 and ships' furnishers; paying money and receiving it. But, ever and again, his eyes glanced at the clock which hung above the fireplace, while he muttered to himself, "He should be awake by now."
Bufton had been accommodated with a bed that night by his "friend," there being a spare room in the house, and now, since it was eleven o'clock, the latter went up to arouse him. He found him, however, leaving the apartment at that moment, and, after some banter29 as to the late hours he kept, Granger escorted him to the parlour, where he took his own meals and sat when not occupied in his office.
"Well!" he said, when some breakfast had been put before his guest, "Well! I have been about your business to-day--your great revenge; and--and all is arranged. Only I have one fear--that you will repent30; that your heart will turn to kindness."
"Will it, think you?" said Bufton, with a cruel sneer31. "Will it! Never fear. Yet tell me, what is it that is to be done?"
"They are to be inveigled33, those two helpless women--they are very helpless, remember!--in some way to Plaistow Level. How that is to be done, you--we--must think over; then, once there, they will be seized upon by a boat's crew from the Nederland and carried on board. Being in the ship--well! you know the rest."
"But when? When, man? That cannot be done in a moment. We must have time wherein to inveigle32 them. When is it to be?"
"I have thought of that. Of how to give you time. Only, it must be done before the husband returns, and that is on Wednesday." (Surely Granger's memory was failing him!) "On Wednesday--to-morrow week. What say you, therefore, to Sunday night? By then, some scheme can be contrived34 to lure35 those two helpless women to their doom36."
"Contrived! Contrived! Faith! my mind is not quite so quick as it was. Contrived! But how?"
"It may be done, perhaps. Yet, Bufton, think of what you condemn37 them to. Think, I say. To what is slavery, though not called by that name--to misery38, despair. And both are young and both are fair. If they fall into the hands of unscrupulous planters, or of the French colonists39 in the South, then--then!--well! one is your wife, Bufton, while the other is an innocent gentlewoman, though your enemy's wife. Think on it."
If Lewis Granger was, indeed, trying to arouse some sentiment of humanity in Bufton's heart, he had taken the very worst way to do it; while, if he was but working on one of the worst sides of the man's nature--if, indeed, he was laying a spark to a train of fire already prepared--he had taken the surest way. For, now, with his most evil look upon his face, and with a glance that was revolting to Granger, he said--
"What in the devil's name care I what befalls them? Anne Pottle was merciless to me; let her die in the colonies, or go to the first Southern planter's arms that open to her. Either way it quits me of her. While for that other--that white-faced wife of the insolent40 sailor--well! he will have missed his heiress as much as I have done. And," he continued, chuckling41, "if both of us lose our wives, maybe we can find others."
"You are implacable."
"I am implacable. Curse them all, have they not ruined me between them!"
"With Anne I could, perhaps, understand your desire; but with the other--she has not wronged you. And--you have a sword--there is another revenge open to you."
"Help me, or don't help me," Bufton cried, rapping his fist upon the table; "but curse your infernal preaching! Only, if you refuse, never now shall you have one farthing of that money at my mother's death. Never; never."
"I will help you once again. But this is for the last time. I have helped you too often, have ruined myself for you once. It is for the last time."
"Ay! for the last time. I swear it."
"So," said Granger inwardly to himself, "do I. For the last time."
After which they put their heads together as to how Ariadne and Anne were to be entrapped42 to Plaistow Marshes, and to the spot where the boat would be waiting to convey them to the schooner, and afterwards to slavery, or disgrace, or death.
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