The bullet had penetrated3 the fleshy part of his arm.
Tom wrenched4 back the lever, ejected the smoking shell, slid another cartridge6 out of the magazine into the barrel, and lifted the rifle to his shoulder again.
Petit, taken by surprise, had pulled up short.
The unexpected had happened!
“Shoot him in the stummick!” yelled Dave. “Shoot him in the stummick, Tom!”
The love of war is in our Australian youth. When first the Colonial troops rode on to the veldt, seasoned British veterans admitted this.
The first mate had armed himself with a paddle, and was standing7 behind his chief waving his clubbed oar9 above his head in a state of great excitement. He shouted defiance10 at Petit, and wildly urged Tom to kill the latter without benefit of clergy11.
George Chard and Dan Creyton, hearing the shot[177] and the shouting, were running in the direction of the boat.
Tom covered Petit with the Winchester.
They were not twenty yards apart.
The expression on the convict’s face as he grasped the situation would under ordinary circumstances have turned the pirates cold.
But a bush boy of thirteen with a loaded Winchester at full cock and a grievance13 such as Tom Pagdin was labouring under, had to be reckoned with.
Bang! went the rifle.
Petit leaped into the air like a kangaroo which had been shot through the body by a Martini, and sprang into the scrub.
At the same moment Dan and George broke into sight through the jungle.
“After him!” yelled Tom.
He re-charged his rifle as he ran, with Dave close at his heels.
“Look out!” cried Dave, frantically14 waving and shouting to the two strangers. “Head him off!”
At that moment Petit, twice wounded, desperate, and murderous, hurled15 himself upon Dan and attempted to seize his shot gun.
Dan was an athlete, but this unexpected attack took him at a disadvantage. He stumbled, caught his foot in a vine, and fell backwards16.
The gun was loaded with number six shot in both barrels.
Dan Creyton’s hand was on the triggers and as he went down the two charges exploded, tearing out the[178] twigs17 and scattering18 green perforated leaves in the air overhead.
As Dan Creyton fell, George threw himself upon Petit.
The frenzied19 convict fought and struggled like a mad lion.
He was more than a match for them both. Besides, this unexpected development of a morning’s peaceful sport had taken them completely by surprise.
They did not know whether their assailant was an escaped lunatic, a murderer, or a law-abiding citizen, who was labouring under an impression that he had struck an island of homicides. The question was, who was justified20? They had heard the shots fired and the shouting, but they were absolutely ignorant of the meaning of it all.
However, the average Anglo-Saxon does not pause to reason about things when he is attacked—he hits out.
They struggled with the escapee, who knew his only chance of making things even was to get possession of a gun. Escape from the island, his instinct told him, had been cut off. He was in a tight place, wounded and must kill and smash a way out. One murder more or less did not matter to him. He fought for a little longer life, a few hours’ further liberty—that was all. He bled, but he did not feel his wounds. Tom’s bullets had not hit him in any vital part of the body.
Dan Creyton was stunned21 by the force of the fall, by the weight of the aggressor, and by Petit’s rapid blows.
Trapped at last.
Tom Pagdin, Pirate. Page 179.
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The convict shook himself free from them as an infuriated boar will shake off a brace22 of dogs, seized the empty fowling23 piece by the muzzle24, and swung it aloft to club out George Chard’s brains.
George, piecing rapid events together afterwards, remembered that a wild-eyed youth, armed with Dan’s rifle, suddenly appeared on the scene, followed by a red-headed youth waving an oar.
The boys sprang out of the scrub right behind Petit. George, whose head was in a whirl, declared that the red-headed boy brought the oar down with all the strength he was capable of on the convict’s neck, and that the gun flew out of the latter’s hands, and the stock struck him (George) on the side of the head.
The next minute the other boy was holding the muzzle of a smoking rifle to the prostrate25 convict’s ear, and inviting26 Dan and George to get up and bind27 that person, and making all sorts of statements and charges against the prostrate man’s history and character.
“Get the painter out of the boat!” cried Tom to Dave. “Move as much as an eye-lid,” he observed to Petit, “an’ I’ll shoot the top of your skull28 acrost the bloomin’ river!”
Petit was dazed. He did not offer to move.
“There’s ten shots in her yet,” Tom informed the prostrate foe29, “an’ I’m too close to miss yer. I’ve got a little account with yer, any’ow. That knife ain’t no good to you no more,” he added sarcastically30, “I got a better kind of knife to-day.”
He pressed the muzzle of the rifle closer against[180] Petit’s ear to assure him that he was stating facts.
The argument was convincing. Petit looked perfectly31 diabolical32, but he did not offer to put Tom’s repeated promises of blowing his head off to the test.
Dave came running back from the boat, breathless, with the painter in his hand.
“Make a slip knot in it,” ordered Tom, who had assumed control of the proceedings33. It was his hand, and he meant to see it played.
“Put his hands behind his back!” he ordered, “draw it tight!”
George found himself obeying, without further question, the orders of the strange wild-looking youth, who seemed to have good and valid34 reasons for all he was saying and doing.
“Tighter!” cried the pirate captain; “draw it as tight as it will go. Don’t be afraid of hurtin’ him!”
“No,” said Dave who was buzzing round; “don’t trouble about him, he didn’t trouble about us, nor anybody else.”
“Now, Sour Krout,” cried Tom, when he had seen the murderer’s hands securely bound behind his back, “I’m goin’ to walk be’ind yer with this Winchester till I see you into the lock-up.”
Dan Creyton, recovering from his stupor35, sat up on the leaves. The whole thing looked like a dream to him. He was trying to collect events and identities. George was on his knees beside him, inquiring if he were hurt.
“No,” said Dan slowly; “not hurt much; I think[181] no bones broken. But what is it? What’s all this about? Somebody fell on me, didn’t they?”
“Yes,” said Tom, grimly; “somebody did. If you knew as much about him as we do you’d reckon you was lucky you ain’t got a knife in your neck.”
“He would, too,” corroborated36 Dave, “only I see ’im drop it when you fired the first shot.”
“I must ’a’ hit him then,” said Tom, in a glad voice. “I knowed I couldn’t ’a’ missed him clean at that distance. Why it wasn’t more’n fifty yards at the outside, an’ I killed a wallaby with a pea-rifle at fifty five.”
“Yes,” said Dave, “he’s hit on the arm; see the blood on his shirt.”
Petit scowled37.
“What is the meaning of all this?” demanded Dan Creyton, rising painfully to his feet.
Petit broke into a torrent38 of words. He declared, in rapid, broken English, that he had been attacked by the two boys—they were his children by adoption39. They had run away, he was following them; they had turned upon him, fired at him, and wounded him in two places. He had leaped upon the strangers not knowing where he was going or what he was doing, thinking, too, that they had joined the attack. He was innocent of all things. Let them release him at once; dreadful punishment would be meted40 out to them if they persisted. It was murder, outrage41, against the law of the country. Would these gentlemen countenance42 such things? Compel that boy to remove the[182] firearm; it might go off—then they would all be hung for murder. Let them untie43 the bonds at once.
“Hold on!” interrupted Tom Pagdin, turning to George and Dan. “I got something to say, too. I got,” he began, stepping back three or four paces, but still aiming at Petit’s head, “that is, me an’ my mate, ’as got to turn Queen’s evidence. We got to do it some time, so we might as well do it at onct an’ have done with it.”
“Say,” he went on, “have either of you chaps got a Bible on you?”
George shook his head. Dan regarded Tom with an air of attention, almost of respect. With returning perception he saw that there was something important behind all this—that some mystery was going to be cleared up, and instinctively44 he connected the group before him with the bank robbery—the murder, perhaps.
“No,” said Dan, humouring the boy, “neither of us carry Testaments45 about with us when we go shooting. Couldn’t you swear on something else?”
“Yes,” said Tom, after a moment’s thought. “We might swear on a knife. Gimme that sheath knife.”
Tom took the knife in one hand and held the rifle towards Petit with the other.
“It’s a private oath,” he exclaimed. “Come here an’ swear on it Dave; we got to before we can break the other oath we took up the river.”
Tom solemnly turned the haft of the knife to Dave’s heart and swore him to tell the truth, and then Dave did the same thing to Tom, repeating the elaborate[183] oath which they had concocted46 on the island after the murder.
“Now,” said the pirate captain, aiming steadily47 at the convict all the time he was talking, “you begin at the beginning, Dave, and I’ll back you up.”
“It’s this way,” began Dave, keeping a wary48 eye on Petit, and looking now and then at his mate to see if he was going right. “Me an’ Tom run away from home because we got whaled. We reckoned to do a bit o’ piratin’ down the river—piratin’ and odd jobs that turned up. We found a boat, Tom, he was captain, an’ I was first mate.”
“I found ’er floating up the Broadstream one mornin’,” explained Tom. “She’s hid in the lantana now. He took her away from us and hid her. You kin5 go an’ see her if you don’t believe us.”
“Go on,” said Dan, picking up his gun and re-loading it. “We’ll see all about everything afterwards.”
“We was hid in the lantana,” resumed Dave, “the night we ran away from home, an’ we heard this German feller an’ another feller talkin’.”
Petit started.
“Keep still, Sour Krout!” admonished50 Tom. “I told you there was ten shots in this rifle, didn’t I.”
“You shoot ’im in the stummick, Tom,” enjoined51 Dave, stepping back, “if he tries to get at me.”
“Don’t you fret52! He won’t never get within three yards of you!” replied Tom, “I’ll down him the first step he takes!”
“Well, we was hid in the scrub,” resumed Dave,[184] speaking quickly, “an’ we heard ’im an’ another cove12 plannin’ to rob a bank!”
Dave paused to consult Tom with his eye.
“Go on!” cried Dan and George, eagerly.
Tom nodded.
“Go on,” he said. “Tell the whole truth, an’ nothink but the truth, so-’elp-you. We’ve turned Queen’s evidence. They can’t tech us; besides, we had nothink to do with it. We only seen it.”
“We heerd ’em plannin’ to rob the bank,” resumed Dave, “an’ we was frightened. We hid on an island next day, intendin’ to come an’ get our boat an’ go down the river; but these coves53 knowed where the boat was, and they came next night and took it, and did the robbery.
“How do you know they did the robbery?” asked George Chard, eagerly.
“We was there when they came back with the boat,” replied Dave, watching Petit closely.
“Yes,” said Tom, taking up the story; “it was an awful rainy night first, but the storm cleared off before twelve o’clock, and they brought the money back with them, and——”
“How do you know?” cried George and Dan, in one breath.
“We see it. It was in a canvas bag. Keep cool, Sour Krout! There’s ten shots in ’er—ten lovely shots, an’——”
“Never mind him,” said Dan Creyton, cocking his gun, “it will be bad for him if he attempts anything.”
“That’s right,” said Tom, giving Dan a look of[185] gratitude54 and friendship, “an’ if you see what we see you wouldn’t ’esitate about it neither. We was layin’ in the scrub when they came back with the money what they robbed from the bank. They had a lantern—keep quiet Sour Krout; she’s got ten shots in ’er, yet I tell yer—an’ they went to bury the money. Leastwise, this cove gammoned they ought to do it. Then—keep quiet, Sour Krout; you’ll do that onct too often—then we seen——”
Tom paused to admonish49 the Frenchman once more.
“We seen him do it!!”
“Yes,” said Dave, solemnly; “we seen him do it! Both of us!”
“What?” asked Dan. “What was it he did?”
“Keep yer eye on him,” said Tom. “He’s a cold-blooded murderer an’ a robber, an’ worse! He killed his mate with a knife, that’s what he done!”
Petit’s face was a study in hate and rage.
“Keep cool, Sour Krout,” observed Tom, grimly. “You’ve had your innings. Yesterday we was your prisoners. You ’ad the upper hand, you did, and you treated me an’ Dave bad. That was your picnic, and me and Dave was invited. Now this is our picnic, an’ we’ve invited you!”
Dave proceeded to do a nervous war dance round the captive.
“Yah!” he cried. “Twice yesterday an’ once this mornin’ you offered to cut our throats didn’t yer?”
“After we see this cove murder his mate,” explained Tom and Dan, “we was frightened to go an’ tell. We thought he’d lay for us an’ kill us, too. So we came[186] down the river in our boat an’ landed here; but he’d got here before we did some how or another, an’ he ketched us and took the boat from us, an’ drawed it up in the scrub so’s we couldn’t get away. He said he’d cut our throats with his knife if we didn’t do what he told us to, and we was frightened. We never let on to him we knowed what he done. We was goin’ to swim for it when we see you come in the boat. He was just goin’ to collar that boat an’ get away when he remembered about the money he stole, an’ went back for it. It’s a lucky thing he did. Me an’ Dave might a been dead now only he forgot that money.”
“The money!” exclaimed George. “Where is it now?”
“I dunno,” said Tom; “unless he dropped it by the tree when I fired at him first.”
“I took your rifle out of the boat and fired at him,” he added, apologetically, “because if I hadn’t got the rifle he’d have bloomin’ well got it, an’ it’s my opinion he’d a cleared the whole camp out afore he’d a stopped!”
“See what you missed, Sour Krout!” cried Dave, using the paddle as a jumping pole, and leaping about in a delirium55 of derisive56 joy.
Petit ground his teeth savagely57 and glared at his captors.
“Wouldn’t you like to be loose!” yelled Dave, who was more or less hysterical58. “Wouldn’t you like me to untie you! Yah!”
Dan turned to George:
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“Let us go and see if the money is really there!” he said.
“It’s there!” cried Dave. “I see him drop it when Tom fired! You wait!”
The excited first mate made a bolt into the scrub, and returned in a few minutes heavily laden59.
“There!” he cried, triumphantly60, throwing the canvas bag containing the plunder61 of the Bulk and Bullion62 on the ground at Dan Creyton’s feet. “Now you’ll believe what we say is true!”
“There does not seem to be any reason for doubting it,” observed Dan, “in view of the evidence before us. George, you’d better take charge of the B. and B. property for the present. This looks like a providential coincidence for you!”
“It looks,” replied George, in a bewildered way, “like a story out of a book!”
“My young friend,” remarked Dan to Tom Pagdin, “you had better allow me to uncock that rifle; there is a danger of it going off at present.”
“No,” said Tom, positively63, “I’m goin’ to keep this rifle to his hind8 ear; I ain’t goin’ to trust him, now, after we’ve put him away.”
“No,” said Dave, “we ain’t goin’ to trust him—not more’n six inches from the barrel, anyway.”
“Well,” said Dan with a dry smile, “as you seem to be the leader of the party, you will be good enough to say what we are going to do next?”
“Will he be hung?” asked Tom in an anxious voice.
“I am not prepared to pronounce judgment,” replied Dan; “but if the statements you have just made fit[188] with certain facts I have in my mind, the case will probably present important developments.”
“I don’t understand all that,” replied Tom; “but I reckon the best thing to do is to give this cove in charge!”
“A very reasonable suggestion, my young friend,” observed Dan. “How will you proceed to do it?”
“I’ll show you,” said Tom, with the air of a general. “You let your mate take his gun an’ go with Dave for our boat, and bring her round the Island ’longside yours.”
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