The simple ejaculation was Seal’s, but the words of the sentence were most expressive1.
The strange object was now but a few cable lengths of us, and certainly the skipper’s surprise was shared by every one of us. Even the blackened, half-naked stokers had emerged on deck and stood gazing at it with wide-open eyes.
Job Seal, the big, roaring man, dauntless of every thing, stood leaning over the bridge and glaring aghast at his discovery. And well he might, for surely no similar object sailed the sea in these modern days.
In the sea, close behind one another, rode two wooden houses, three-storeyed, and having big square windows of thick glass. So near were we to it that now, for the first time, I could distinguish that there was a submerged connexion between the two objects above the surface. Then, in a flash, the astounding3 truth dawned upon me. It was an ancient ship of that curious Elizabethan build, like those I had seen in pictures of the Spanish Armada!
From the high bows there projected a battered4 figure-head, shaped like some marine5 monstrosity, while beyond the submerged deck rose the high stern, from which jutted6 three projections7, each farther over the water than the others. At such close quarters I could see that out of the roof of both houses stood the stumps8 of masts, but there was not a vestige9 of cordage.
The strangest fact of all, however, was that everywhere, even over the roof of the high bow and stern, were barnacles, sponges, and shell-fish of all descriptions, while enormous bands of brown seaweed streamed and flapped with the wind. A tangle10 of marine plants was everywhere, matted, brown and green for the most part, and so luxurious11 that almost every part of the mysterious vessel12 was completely covered. The shells, slime, and seaweed certainly indicated that the strange ship had reposed13 at the bottom of the sea for many a long year, and the uncanny sight caused considerable misgivings14 among the forecastle hands.
The barnacles and shell-fish had not attached themselves to the windows, hence the outline of the latter was still preserved, but over everything else was a dense15 slimy tangle a foot or so thick, the higher parts half-dried by the wind, while a quantity of seaweed floated around the hull16 in long waving masses. Water-logged, she rolled and pitched helplessly in the troubled waters, so that to me, unaccustomed to the sea, it seemed as though she must topple over. Surely it was one of the strangest sights that any eye had witnessed.
A derelict is always of interest alike to sailor and to landsman, but it assuredly does not happen to many to discover a craft that has been lost to human ken2 for at least three hundred years.
“She’s a beauty, she is!” laughed Seal, although I could see that his discovery somewhat troubled him, for, like all his class, he was full of superstition17. “Wonder what her cargo18 is?”
“Corpses,” suggested Thorpe. “She’s only bobbed up lately, I should say, from her lovely shroud19 of weeds.”
“Perhaps there may be something on board worth having,” remarked the captain reflectively. “She’s a mystery, anyway, and we ought to solve it.”
“Yes,” I said eagerly. “I’m ready to go on board and investigate. Lower a boat, captain, and let’s see what’s inside.”
Seal glanced at the high sea and shook his head dubiously20.
“Beg pardon, sir!” shouted the man Dicky Dunn up to the captain, speaking between his hands. “There’s a face at one o’ them attic21 windows in the stern. It only showed for a moment, and then disappeared—an awful white face!”
“Dicky’s got another touch of his old complaint,” remarked one of the stokers philosophically22; but the statement caused all eyes to be turned to the row of small square windows.
“Ghosts aboard!” remarked Thorpe. “If I were you, cap’n, I’d have nothing to do with that hulking craft. She’s a floatin’ coffin23, that’s what she is.”
“You’re a white-livered coward, sonny,” roared Seal. “I’ve discovered Noah’s Ark, and I mean to see what’s aboard her.” Then he shouted an order for a boat to be lowered, adding in a meaning tone: “If any man’s too chicken-hearted to board her let him stay here.”
The effect was magical. Sailors hate to be dubbed24 cowards, and every man was in an instant eager to face the tempestuous25 sea and explore.
“Dunn!” cried the skipper. “Are you certain you saw a face, or is it your groggy26 imagination?”
“I saw a face quite distinct, sir. It was grinning at us like, and then vanished. I’ll bet my month’s pay that there’s somebody aboard—or else it’s spirits.”
“Alcohol, more like,” grunted27 Seal, beneath his breath, as he turned to the helmsman and ordered him to keep a circular course round the water-logged hulk. The propeller28 had stopped, and we were now rising and falling in the long sweep of the green water.
“Come on, doctor,” Seal said, after he had ordered Thorpe to take command, and added a chaffing remark about Davy Jones and his proverbial locker29; “let’s go and see for ourselves.”
So together we descended31 to the deck, and after several unsuccessful efforts to enter the boat, I at last found myself being tossed helplessly towards the high seaweed-covered walls that rolled ever and anon at a most fearsome angle.
The excitement was intense, for the boarding of the mysterious vessel was an extremely perilous32 undertaking33, and it was a long time before one of the men could obtain a foothold on the slippery weeds. At last, however, the boat was made fast, and one by one we clambered up a patch of barnacles on to the roof of the stern. At that height, and rolling as we were, our position was by no means an enviable one. We sank to our knees in the brown, slimy seaweed that covered the roof, and at Seal’s order the men, with axes, began chopping away the growth and digging down to the timbers in search of hatches.
At last we found them, but they seemed to have been hermetically closed, and it was a long time before saw and hatchet35 made any impression on the teak. Still the six of us worked with a will, and in half an hour we succeeded in breaking our way into the vessel.
As we peered down into the gloom of the interior there arose a dank odour of mustiness, and I noticed that even the fearless Seal himself hesitated to descend30 and explore. When, however, I announced an intention of making the attempt, the others with one accord quickly volunteered to accompany me.
Through the hole I lowered myself, expecting to discover some stairway, but my legs only swung in air with the rolling of the hulk. My head being below the roof, however, I soon discovered in the dim light that the place was a large, wide cabin with a long oaken table down the centre. My feet were only a foot from the table, so I dropped and shouted to the others above to follow.
The place, with its panelled walls and deep window-seats, was more like an old-fashioned dining-room in a country house than a ship’s saloon. The table, a big heavy one, was handsomely carved, and there were high seats with twisted backs, covered with faded velvet36, while as I moved I stumbled over some pieces of armour37—helmets, breastplates, and swords, all red with rust38. There were a few bones, too, which at a glance I saw belonged to a human skeleton.
The place had evidently been air and water tight, for although submerged for years the water had not entered. On the contrary, the bodies of those confined therein had crumbled39 into dust.
Seal and his men, who joined me one after the other, stood aghast, giving vent40 to exclamations41 of surprise, mingled42, of course, with strong language.
Knowing something of antiquities43, I made an examination of the furniture and armour. On the rusted44 sword-blades was stamped the name “Tomas,” with the sign of the cross, by which I knew them to be the best-tempered steel of Toledo, and the date of the armour I put at about the end of the sixteenth century.
“Strike me if it ain’t like a bloomin’ museum, doctor!” Seal remarked, pressing the point of a sword to the floor to try its temper.
“A most remarkable45 find,” I said. “As far as I can see at present it’s an old Spanish ship, but where it’s been all these years no one can tell.”
“It’s been down below, doctor, you can bet your boots on that,” Seal replied. “Been a mermaid’s palace, perhaps!”
The place wherein we stood was evidently the chief saloon. The ghastly bones on the floor interested me, as a medical man, the more so because one of the skeletons—and there were three—was certainly that of a man, who, when alive, must have stood over six feet high.
I gave that as my opinion, whereupon one of the horny-handed men hazarded the remark that it was “a giant’s Sunday-going yacht.”
One of the men who had sailed in the Seahorse—for such we afterwards discovered her name to be—had assuredly been a giant in stature46, for I discovered his breastplate and sword, and certainly they were the most formidable I had ever seen. He was no doubt the commander, judging from the inlaid gold upon the armour, which still glistened47, notwithstanding the rust.
Wooden platters, rusty48 knives, and leathern mugs, lay on the floor, having evidently been swept from the table when the vessel had heeled over and sunk, while there were the remains49 of high-backed chairs, decayed and broken, sliding on the floor with each roll of the unsteady craft.
At the farther end of the curious old cabin was a heavy oaken door, and passing beyond it we entered a smaller cabin projecting over the stern with three little square windows. On the panelled wall hung a helmet and sword, together with a time-mellowed portrait of a sour-faced man with fair pointed50 beard and ruffle51. On the floor lay an old blunderbuss, and at one side, fixed52 against the wall, was a small oak desk for writing; while on the other, secured to the floor with huge clamps, were three great iron-bound and iron-studded chests, securely locked and heavily bolted.
“Treasure!” gasped53 Seal. “By Christopher! there may be gold ducats in them there boxes! Let’s have ’em open. Now lads,” he cried, bustling54 up the men, “?’er’s your chance to go a-gold finding! Get to work, quick.”
The order to open the boxes was easier given than executed. One man searched in vain for the keys, while the others worked away till the perspiration55 rolled off their brows, and yet the strong boxes resisted all their efforts. Presently, however, Dicky Dunn discovered a long bar of iron, and the four men, using it as a lever, managed to wrench56 the lid of the first box off its hinges. To our utter disgust, however, we found it empty.
The second chest did not take quite so long as the first to force open, and as the lid was raised loud cries of joy broke from all our lips.
It was filled to the brim with golden coin!
I examined some and found them to be old Italian, Spanish, and English pieces—the latter mostly bearing the effigies57 of Queen Elizabeth and King Edward VI.
The excitement had now risen to fever heat. The men would have filled their pockets with the gold, there and then, had not Job Seal drawn58 a revolver and in a roaring voice threatened to shoot the first man dead who touched a coin.
But the gluttony of gold was upon them, and they attacked the third box with such violence that it was open in a jiffy.
No gold was, however, within—only a big bag of thick hide heavily riveted59 with copper60, and securely fastened with bolt and lock.
“Bank-notes in that, perhaps!” remarked the skipper excitedly, ignorant of the fact that there were no bank-notes in the days when that curious craft had sailed the ocean. “Break it open, boys. Look alive!”
“Be-low!” cried old Dicky Dunn, and as his shipmates drew aside he raised his axe34 and with one well-directed blow broke off the rusted bolt and in an instant half-a-dozen hands were plunged61 into the leathern sack.
What they brought forth62 was certainly disappointing—merely two folded pieces of yellow, time-stained parchment, one having a big seal of lead hanging to it by a cord, and the other a small seal of yellow wax attached to a strip of the parchment itself.
The skipper glanced at them in disgust, and then handed them to me, as a man of some book-learning, to decipher.
I had steadied myself with my back fixed to the panelling and was examining the first of the documents, when of a sudden we were all of us startled by hearing a weird63 sound which sent through us a thrill of alarm.
It was plain and unmistakable—a deep, cavernous human voice!
Every man of us stood silent, looked at each other, and held his breath.
“Hark! Why, that’s the ghost wot Dicky Dunn saw!” gasped one of the men with scared face. “I’ve had about enough of this, mates. It ain’t no place for us here.”
I stood listening. There was undoubtedly64 yet another mystery on board that strange, uncanny vessel that the sea had so unaccountably given up.
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