The other prisoners were not talkative. Now and again one would shout across to a friend and a short conversation would ensue, but most of the time they kept silence, as though steeped in melancholy5. The majority sounded like foreigners.
Ortho sat up, tried to stretch his legs, and found they were shackled7 to a chain running fore6 and aft over the cargo8.
“Oh, well, mayn’t be so bad. You’m a likely lad; you’ll fetch a good price, mayhap, and get a good master. ’Tain’t the strong mule11 catches the whip; ’tis the old uns—y’understan’? To-morrow’s the best day for hard work over there and the climate’s prime; better nor England by a long hawse, and that’s the Gospel truth, y’understan’?”
“How do you know?” Ortho inquired.
The man snorted. “Know? Ain’t I been there nine year?”
“In Sallee?”
“No—Algiers . . . but it’s the same, see what I mean? Nine years a slave with old Abd-el-Hamri in Sidi-Okbar Street. Only exchanged last summer, and now, dang my tripes, if I ain’t took again!”
“Where did they catch you?”
“Off Prawle Point on Tuesday in the Harvest, yawl of Brixham—I’m a Brixham man, y’understan’? Puddicombe by name. I did swere and vow12 once I was ashore13 I would never set foot afloat no more. Then my sister Johanna’s George took sick with a flux14 and I went in his place just for a day—and now here we are again—hey, hey!”
“Who are all these foreigners?” asked Ortho.
“Hollanders, took off a Dutch East Indiaman. This be her freight we’m lyin’ on now, see what I mean? They got it split up between the three on ’em. There’s three on ’em, y’understan’; was four, but the Hollander sank one before she was carried, so they say, and tore up t’other two cruel. The old reis—admiral that is—he’s lost his mainmast. You can hear he banging away at night to keep his consorts15 close; scared, y’understan’? Howsombeit they done well enough. Only been out two months and they’ve got the cream of an Indies freight, not to speak of three or four coasters and a couple of hundred poor sailors that should fetch from thirty to fifty ducats apiece in the soko. And then there’s the ransoms16 too, see what I mean?”
“Aye, ransoms,” said Puddicombe. “You can thank your God on bended knees, young man, you ain’t nothin’ but a poor fisher lad with no money at your back, see what I mean?”
“No, I don’t—why?”
“Why—’cos the more they tortured you the more you’d squeal18 and the more your family would pay to get you out of it, y’understan’? There was a dozen fat Mynheer merchants took on that Indiaman, and if they poor souls knew what they’re going through they’d take the first chance overboard—sharks is a sweet death to what these heathen serve you. I’ve seen some of it in Algiers city—see what I mean? Understan’?”
Ortho did not answer; he had suddenly realized that he had never told Eli where the money was hidden—over seven hundred pounds—and how was he ever going to tell him now? He lay back on the bales and abandoned himself to unprofitable regrets.
Mr. Puddicombe, getting no response to his chatter19, cracked his finger joints20, his method of whiling away the time. The afternoon wore on, wore out. At sundown they were given a pittance21 of dry bread and stale water. Later on a man came down, knocked Ortho’s shackles22 off and signed him to follow.
“You’re to be questioned,” the ex-slave whispered. “Be careful now, y’understan’?”
The Moors23 were at their evening meal, squatting25, tight-packed round big pots, dipping for morsels26 with their bare hands, gobbling and gabbling. The galley27 was between decks, a brick structure built athwart-ship. As Ortho passed he caught a glimpse of the interior. It was a blaze of light from the fires before which a couple of negroes toiled28, stripped to the waist, stirring up steaming caldrons; the sweat glistened29 like varnish30 on their muscular bodies.
His guide led him to the upper deck. The night breeze blew in his face, deliciously chill after the foul31 air below. He filled his lungs with draughts32 of it. On the port quarter tossed a galaxy33 of twinkling lights—the admiral and the third ship. Below in their rat-run holds were scores of people in no better plight34 than himself, Ortho reflected, in some cases worse, for many of the Dutchmen were wounded. A merry world!
His guide ran up the quarter-deck ladder. The officer of the watch, a dark silhouette35 lounging against a swivel mounted on the poop, snapped out a challenge in Arabic to which the guide replied. He opened the door of the poop cabin and thrust Ortho within.
It was a small place, with the exception of a couple of brass36-bound chests, a table and a chair, quite unfurnished, but it was luxurious37 after a fashion and, compared with the squalor of the hold, paradise.
Mattresses38 were laid on the floor all round the walls, and on these were heaped a profusion39 of cushions, cushions of soft leather and of green and crimson40 velvet41. The walls were draped with hangings worked with the same colors, and a lamp of fretted42 brass-work, with six burners, hung by chains from the ceiling. The gigantic Moor24 who had called the crew to prayers sat on the cushions in a corner, his feet drawn43 up under him, a pyramid of snowy draperies. He was running a chain of beads44 through his fingers, his lips moved in silence. More than ever did he look like a Bible patriarch. On the port side a tall Berber lay outstretched, his face to the wall; a watch-keeper taking his rest. At the table, his back to the ornamented45 rudder-casing, sat a stout46 little man with a cropped head, scarlet47 face and bright blue eyes. Ortho saw to his surprise that he did not wear Moorish48 dress but the heavy blue sea-coat of an English sailor, a canary muffler and knee-breeches.
The little man’s unflinching bright eyes ran all over him.
“Cornishman?” he inquired in perfect English.
“Yes, sir.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Blown off-shore—eh?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Where’s that?”
“Sou’west corner of Mount’s Bay, sir, near Penzance.”
“Penzance, ah-ha! Penzance,” the captain repeated. “Now what do I know of Penzance?” He screwed his eyes up, rubbed the back of his head, puzzling. “Penzance!”
Then he banged his fist on the table. “Damme, of course!”
He turned to Ortho again. “Got any property in this Cove—houses, boats or belike?”
“No, sir.”
“Father? . . . Brothers? . . . Relations?”
“Only a widowed mother, sir, and a brother.”
“They got any property?”
“No, sir.”
“What does your brother do?”
“Works on a farm, sir.”
“Hum, yes, thought as much; couple of nets and an old boat stopped up with tar—huh! Never mind, you’re healthy; you’ll sell.”
He said something in Arabic to the old Moor, who wagged his flowing beard and went on with his beads.
“You can go!” said the captain, motioning to the guide; then as Ortho neared the door he called out, “Avast a minute!” Ortho turned about.
“You say you come from near Penzance. Well, did you run athwart a person by the name of Gish by any chance? Captain Jeremiah Gish? He was a Penzance man, I remember. Made a mint o’ money shipping55 ‘black-birds’ to the Plate River and retired56 home to Penzance, or so I’ve heard. Gish is the name, Jerry Gish.”
Ortho gaped57. Gish—Captain Jerry—he should think he did know him. He had been one of Teresa’s most ardent58 suitors at one time, and still hung after her, admired her gift of vituperation; had been in the Star Inn that night he had robbed her of the hundred pounds. Captain Jerry! They were always meeting at races and such-like; had made several disastrous59 bets with him. Old Jerry Gish! It sounded strange to hear that familiar name here among all these wild infidels, gave him an acute twinge of homesickness.
“Well,” said the corsair captain, “never heard of him, I suppose?”
Ortho recovered himself. “Indeed, sir, I know him very well.”
The captain sat up. “You do?” Then with a snap: “How?”
It flashed on Ortho that he must be careful. To disclose the circumstances under which he had hob-nobbed with Jerry Gish would be to give himself away.
“How?”
Ortho licked his lips. “He used to come to Cove a lot, sir. Was friendly like with the inn-keeper there. Was very gentlemanly with his money of an evening.”
“Free with the drink, mean you? Aye, I warrant old Jerry would be that—ha, ha!” He sat smiling at recollections, drumming his short fingers on the table.
Some flying spray heads rattled62 on the stern windows. The brass lamp swung back and forth63, its shadow swimming with it up and down the floor. The watchkeeper muttered in his sleep. Outside the wind moaned. The captain looked up. “Used to be a shipmate of mine, Jerry—when we were boys. Many a game we’ve played. Did y’ ever hear him tell a story?”
“Often, sir.”
“You did, did you—spins a good yarn64, Jerry—none better. Ever hear him tell of what we did to that old nigger woman in Port o’ Spain? MacBride’s my name, Ben MacBride. Ever hear it?”
“Yes, I believe I did, sir.”
“That’s a good yarn that, eh? My God, she screeched65, ha, ha!” Tears trickled66 out of his eyes at the memory.
“Yes, sir, many.”
“Remember ’em?”
“I think so, sir.”
“Do you? Hum-hurr!” He looked at Ortho again, seemed to be considering.
The guide stood to attention, received some instructions in Arabic and led Ortho away. At the galley door he stopped, went inside, and came out bearing a lump of meat and a small cake which he thrust on Ortho, and made motions to show that it was by the captain’s orders.
Three minutes later he was shackled down again.
“Not so bad,” said Ortho.
He waited till the other had gone to sleep, and then ate his cake and meat; he was ravenous70 and didn’t want to share it.
Black day succeeded black night down in the hold, changing places imperceptibly. Once every twenty-four hours the prisoners were taken on deck for a few minutes; in the morning and evening they were fed. Nothing else served to break the stifling71 monotony. It seemed to Ortho that he had been chained up in blank gloom for untold72 years, gloom peopled with disembodied voices that became loquacious73 only in sleep. Courage gagged their waking hours, but when they slept, and no longer had control of themselves, they talked, muttered, groaned74 and cried aloud for lost places and lost loves. At night that hold was an inferno75, a dark cavern76 filled with damned souls wailing77. Two Biscayners did actually fight once, but they didn’t fight for long, hadn’t spirit enough. It was over a few crumbs78 of bread that they fell out. The man on Ortho’s right, an old German seaman79, never uttered a word. One morning when they came round with food he didn’t put his hand out for his portion and they found that he was dead—a fact the rats had discovered some hours before. The only person who was not depressed80 was Mr. Puddicombe, late of Brixham and Algiers. He had the advantage of knowing what he was called upon to face, combined with a strong strain of natural philosophy.
England, viewed from Algiers, had seemed a green land of plenty, of perennial81 beer and skittles. When he got home he found he had to work harder than ever he had done in Africa and, after nine years of sub-tropics, the northern winter had bitten him to the bone. Provided he did not become a Government slave (which he thought unlikely, being too old) he was not sure but that all was for the best. He was a good tailor and carpenter and generally useful about the house, a valuable possession in short. He would be well treated. He would try to get a letter through to his old master, he said, and see if an exchange could be worked. He had been quite happy in Sidi Okbar Street. The notary82 had treated him more as a friend than a servant; they used to play “The King’s Game” (a form of chess) together of an evening. He thought Abd-el-Hamri, being a notary, a man of means, could easily effect the exchange, and then, once comfortably settled down to slavery in Algiers, nothing on earth should tempt83 him to take any more silly chances with freedom, he assured Ortho. He also gave him a lot of advice concerning his future conduct.
“I’ve taken a fancy to you, my lad,” he said one evening, “an’ I’m givin’ you advice others would pay ducats and golden pistoles to get, y’understan’?”
Ortho was duly grateful.
“No, Protestant.”
“Well, if you was a Catholic professed I should tell you to hold by it for a bit and see if the Redemptionist Fathers could help you, but if you be a Protestant nobody won’t do nothin’ for you, so you’d best turn Renegado and turn sharp—like I done; see what I mean?”
“Renegado?”
“Turn Moslem85. Sing out night and mornin’ that there’s only one Allah and nobody like him. After that they got to treat you kinder. If you’m a Kafir—Christian, so to speak—they’re doin’ this here Allah a favor by peltin’ stones at you. If you’re a Mohammedan you’re one of Allah’s own and they got to love you; see what I mean? Mind you, there’s drawbacks. You ain’t supposed to touch liquor, but that needn’t lie on your mind. God knows when the corsairs came home full to the hatches and business was brisk there was mighty86 few of us Renegados in Algiers city went sober to bed, y’understan’? Then there’s Ramadan. That means you got to close-reef your belt from sunrise to sunset for thirty mortal days. If they catch you as much as sucking a lemon they’ll beat your innards out. I don’t say it can’t be done, but don’t let ’em catch you; see what I mean? Leaving aside his views on liquor and this here Ramadan, I ain’t got nothin’ against the Prophet.
“When you get as old and clever as me you’ll find that religions is much like clo’es, wear what the others is wearin’ and you can do what you like. You take my advice, my son, and as soon as you land holla out that there’s only one Allah and keep on hollaing; understan’?”
Ortho understood and determined87 to do likewise; essentially88 an opportunist, he would have cheerfully subscribed89 to devil worship had it been fashionable.
One morning they were taken on deck and kept there till noon. Puddicombe said the officers were in the hold valuing the cargo; they were nearing the journey’s end.
It was clear weather, full of sunshine. Packs of chubby90 cloud trailed across a sky of pale azure91. The three ships were in close company, line ahead, the lame92 flagship leading, her lateens wing and wing. The gingerbread work on her high stern was one glitter of gilt93 and her quarters were carved with stars and crescent moons interwoven with Arabic scrolls94. The ship astern was no less fancifully embellished95. All three were decked out as for holiday, flying long coach-whip pennants96 from trucks and lateen peaks, and each had a big green banner at a jack-staff on the poop.
No land was in sight, but there were signs of it. A multitude of gulls97 swooped98 and cried among the rippling99 pennants; a bundle of cut bamboos drifted by and a broken basket.
MacBride, a telescope under his arm, a fur cap cocked on the back of his head, strutted100 the poop. Presently he came down the upper deck and walked along the line of prisoners, inspecting them closely. He gave Ortho no sign of recognition, but later on sent for him.
“Did Jerry Gish ever tell you the yarn of how him and me shaved that old Jew junk dealer101 in Derry and then got him pressed?”
“No, sir.”
MacBride related the story and Ortho laughed with great heartiness102.
“Good yarn, ain’t it?” said the captain.
“Of course you knowing old Jerry would appreciate it—these others—!” The captain made the gesture of one whose pearls of reminiscence have been cast before swine.
Ortho took his courage in both hands and told a story of how Captain Gish had got hold of a gypsy’s bear, dressed it up in a skirt, cloak and bonnet104 and let it loose in the Quakers’ meeting house in Penzance. As a matter of fact, it was not the inimitable Jerry who had done it at all, but a party of young squires105; however, it served Ortho’s purpose to credit the exploit to Captain Gish. Captain Gish, as Ortho remembered him, was a dull old gentleman with theories of his own on the lost tribes of Israel which he was never tired of disclosing, but the Jerry Gish that MacBride remembered and delighted in was evidently a very different person—a spark, a blood, a devil of a fellow. Jeremiah must be maintained in the latter r?le at all costs. Ever since his visit to the cabin Ortho had been thinking of all boisterous106 jests he had ever heard and tailoring them to fit Jerry against such a chance as this. His repertoire107 was now extensive.
The captain laughed most heartily108 at the episode of “good old Jerry” and the bear. Ortho knew how to tell a story; he had caught the trick from Pyramus. Encouraged, he was on the point of relating another when there came a long-drawn cry from aloft. The effect on the Arab crew was magical.
“Moghreb!” they cried. “Moghreb!” and, dropping whatever they had in hand, raced for the main ratlines. Captain MacBride, however, was before them. He kicked one chocolate mariner109 in the stomach, planted his fist in the face of another, whacked110 yet another over the knuckles111 with his telescope, hoisted112 himself to the fife rail, and from that eminence113 distributed scalding admonitions to all and sundry114. That done, he went hand over fist in a dignified115 manner up to the topgallant yard.
The prisoners were sent below, but to the tween-decks this time instead of the hold.
Land was in sight, the Brixham man informed Ortho. They had hit the mark off very neatly116, at a town called Mehdia a few miles above Sallee, or so he understood. If they could catch the tide they should be in by evening. The admiral was lacing bonnets117 on. The gun ports being closed, they could not see how they were progressing, but the Arabs were in a high state of elation54; cheer after cheer rang out from overhead as they picked up familiar land-marks along the coast. Even the wounded men dragged themselves to the upper deck. The afternoon drew on. Puddicombe was of the opinion that they would miss the tide and anchor outside, in which case they were in for another night’s pitching and rolling. Ortho devoutly118 trusted not; what with the vermin and rats in that hold he was nearly eaten alive. He was just beginning to give up hope when there came a sudden bark of orders from above, the scamper119 of bare feet, the chant of men hauling on braces120 and the creak of yards as they came over.
“She’s come up,” said he of Brixham. “They’re stowing the square sails and going in under lateens. Whoop121, there she goes! Over the bar!”
“Crash-oom!” went a gun. “Crash-oom!” went a second, a third and a fourth.
“They’re firing at us!” said Ortho.
Puddicombe snorted. “Aye—powder! That’s rejoicements, that is. You don’t know these Arabs; when the cow calves122 they fire a gun; that’s their way o’ laughing. Why, I’ve seen the corsairs come home to Algiers with all the forts blazin’ like as if there was a bombardment on. You wait, we’ll open up in a minute. Ah, there you are!”
“Crash-oom!” bellowed123 the flagship ahead. “Zang! Zang!” thundered their own bow-chasers. “Crash-oom!” roared the ship astern, and the forts on either hand replied with deafening124 volleys. “Crack-wang! Crack-wang!” sang the little swivels. “Pop-pop-pop!” snapped the muskets126 ashore. In the lull60 came the noise of far cheering and the throb127 of drums and then the stunning128 explosions of the guns again.
“They’ve dowsed the mizzen,” said Puddicombe. “Foresail next and let go. We’m most there, son; see what I mean?”
They were taken off at dusk in a ferry float. The three ships were moored129 head and stern in a small river with walled towns on either hand, a town built upon red cliffs to the south, a town built upon a flat shore to the north. To the east lay marshes130 and low hills beyond, with the full moon rising over them.
The xebecs were surrounded by a mob of skiffs full of natives, all yelling and laughing and occasionally letting off a musket125. One grossly overloaded131 boat, suddenly feeling its burden too great to bear, sank with all hands.
Its occupants did not mind in the least; they splashed about, bubbling with laughter, baled the craft out and climbed in again. The ferry deposited its freight of captives on the spit to the north, where they were joined by the prisoners from the other ships, including some women taken on the Dutch Indiaman. They were then marched over the sand flats towards the town, and all the way the native women alternately shrieked132 for joy or cursed them. They lined the track up to the town, shapeless bundles of white drapery, and hurled133 sand and abuse. One old hag left her long nail marks down Ortho’s cheek, another lifted her veil for a second and sprayed him with spittle.
“Kafir-b-Illah was rasool!” they screamed at the hated Christians134. Then: “Zahrit! Zahrit! Zahrit!” would go the shrill135 joy cries.
Small boys with shorn heads and pigtails gamboled alongside, poking136 them with canes137 and egging their curs on to bite them, and in front of the procession a naked black wild man of the mountains went leaping, shaking his long hair, whooping138 and banging a goat-skin tambourine139.
They passed under a big horseshoe arch and were within the walls. Ortho got an impression of huddled140 flat houses gleaming white under the moon; of men and women in flowing white; donkeys, camels, children, naked negroes and renegade seamen141 jostling together in clamorous142 alleys143; of muskets popping, tom-toms thumping144, pipes squeaking145; of laughter, singing and screams, while in his nostrils146 two predominant scents147 struggled for mastery—dung and orange blossom.
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