For a while after his second’s answering hoot1 Massy hung over the engine-room gloomily. Captain Whalley, who, by the power of five hundred pounds, had kept his command for three years, might have been suspected of never having seen that coast before. He seemed unable to put down his glasses, as though they had been glued under his contracted eyebrows2. This settled frown gave to his face an air of invincible3 and just severity; but his raised elbow trembled slightly, and the perspiration4 poured from under his hat as if a second sun had suddenly blazed up at the zenith by the side of the ardent5 still globe already there, in whose blinding white heat the earth whirled and shone like a mote6 of dust.
From time to time, still holding up his glasses, he raised his other hand to wipe his streaming face. The drops rolled down his cheeks, fell like rain upon the white hairs of his beard, and brusquely, as if guided by an uncontrollable and anxious impulse, his arm reached out to the stand of the engine-room telegraph.
The gong clanged down below. The balanced vibration7 of the dead-slow speed ceased together with every sound and tremor8 in the ship, as if the great stillness that reigned9 upon the coast had stolen in through her sides of iron and taken possession of her innermost recesses10. The illusion of perfect immobility seemed to fall upon her from the luminous11 blue dome12 without a stain arching over a flat sea without a stir. The faint breeze she had made for herself expired, as if all at once the air had become too thick to budge13; even the slight hiss14 of the water on her stem died out. The narrow, long hull15, carrying its way without a ripple16, seemed to approach the shoal water of the bar by stealth. The plunge17 of the lead with the mournful, mechanical cry of the lascar came at longer and longer intervals18; and the men on her bridge seemed to hold their breath. The Malay at the helm looked fixedly19 at the compass card, the Captain and the Serang stared at the coast.
Massy had left the skylight, and, walking flat-footed, had returned softly to the very spot on the bridge he had occupied before. A slow, lingering grin exposed his set of big white teeth: they gleamed evenly in the shade of the awning20 like the keyboard of a piano in a dusky room.
At last, pretending to talk to himself in excessive astonishment21, he said not very loud —
“Stop the engines now. What next, I wonder?”
He waited, stooping from the shoulders, his head bowed, his glance oblique22. Then raising his voice a shade —
“If I dared make an absurd remark I would say that you haven’t the stomach to. . .”
But a yelling spirit of excitement, like some frantic23 soul wandering unsuspected in the vast stillness of the coast, had seized upon the body of the lascar at the lead. The languid monotony of his sing-song changed to a swift, sharp clamor. The weight flew after a single whir, the line whistled, splash followed splash in haste. The water had shoaled, and the man, instead of the drowsy24 tale of fathoms25, was calling out the soundings in feet.
“Fifteen feet. Fifteen, fifteen! Fourteen, fourteen. . .”
Captain Whalley lowered the arm holding the glasses. It descended26 slowly as if by its own weight; no other part of his towering body stirred; and the swift cries with their eager warning note passed him by as though he had been deaf.
Massy, very still, and turning an attentive27 ear, had fastened his eyes upon the silvery, close-cropped back of the steady old head. The ship herself seemed to be arrested but for the gradual decrease of depth under her keel.
“Thirteen feet . . . Thirteen! Twelve!” cried the leadsman anxiously below the bridge. And suddenly the barefooted Serang stepped away noiselessly to steal a glance over the side.
Narrow of shoulder, in a suit of faded blue cotton, an old gray felt hat rammed28 down on his head, with a hollow in the nape of his dark neck, and with his slender limbs, he appeared from the back no bigger than a boy of fourteen. There was a childlike impulsiveness29 in the curiosity with which he watched the spread of the voluminous, yellowish convolutions rolling up from below to the surface of the blue water like massive clouds driving slowly upwards30 on the unfathomable sky. He was not startled at the sight in the least. It was not doubt, but the certitude that the keel of the Sofala must be stirring the mud now, which made him peep over the side.
His peering eyes, set aslant31 in a face of the Chinese type, a little old face, immovable, as if carved in old brown oak, had informed him long before that the ship was not headed at the bar properly. Paid off from the Fair Maid, together with the rest of the crew, after the completion of the sale, he had hung, in his faded blue suit and floppy32 gray hat, about the doors of the Harbor Office, till one day, seeing Captain Whalley coming along to get a crew for the Sofala, he had put himself quietly in the way, with his bare feet in the dust and an upward mute glance. The eyes of his old commander had fallen on him favorably — it must have been an auspicious33 day — and in less than half an hour the white men in the “Ofiss” had written his name on a document as Serang of the fire-ship Sofala. Since that time he had repeatedly looked at that estuary34, upon that coast, from this bridge and from this side of the bar. The record of the visual world fell through his eyes upon his unspeculating mind as on a sensitized plate through the lens of a camera. His knowledge was absolute and precise; nevertheless, had he been asked his opinion, and especially if questioned in the downright, alarming manner of white men, he would have displayed the hesitation35 of ignorance. He was certain of his facts — but such a certitude counted for little against the doubt what answer would be pleasing. Fifty years ago, in a jungle village, and before he was a day old, his father (who died without ever seeing a white face) had had his nativity cast by a man of skill and wisdom in astrology, because in the arrangement of the stars may be read the last word of human destiny. His destiny had been to thrive by the favor of various white men on the sea. He had swept the decks of ships, had tended their helms, had minded their stores, had risen at last to be a Serang; and his placid36 mind had remained as incapable37 of penetrating38 the simplest motives39 of those he served as they themselves were incapable of detecting through the crust of the earth the secret nature of its heart, which may be fire or may be stone. But he had no doubt whatever that the Sofala was out of the proper track for crossing the bar at Batu Beru.
It was a slight error. The ship could not have been more than twice her own length too far to the northward41; and a white man at a loss for a cause (since it was impossible to suspect Captain Whalley of blundering ignorance, of want of skill, or of neglect) would have been inclined to doubt the testimony42 of his senses. It was some such feeling that kept Massy motionless, with his teeth laid bare by an anxious grin. Not so the Serang. He was not troubled by any intellectual mistrust of his senses. If his captain chose to stir the mud it was well. He had known in his life white men indulge in outbreaks equally strange. He was only genuinely interested to see what would come of it. At last, apparently43 satisfied, he stepped back from the rail.
He had made no sound: Captain Whalley, however, seemed to have observed the movements of his Serang. Holding his head rigidly44, he asked with a mere46 stir of his lips —
“Going ahead still, Serang?”
“Still going a little, Tuan,” answered the Malay. Then added casually47, “She is over.”
The lead confirmed his words; the depth of water increased at every cast, and the soul of excitement departed suddenly from the lascar swung in the canvas belt over the Sofala’s side. Captain Whalley ordered the lead in, set the engines ahead without haste, and averting48 his eyes from the coast directed the Serang to keep a course for the middle of the entrance.
Massy brought the palm of his hand with a loud smack49 against his thigh50.
“You grazed on the bar. Just look astern and see if you didn’t. Look at the track she left. You can see it plainly. Upon my soul, I thought you would! What made you do that? What on earth made you do that? I believe you are trying to scare me.”
He talked slowly, as it were circumspectly51, keeping his prominent black eyes on his captain. There was also a slight plaintive52 note in his rising choler, for, primarily, it was the clear sense of a wrong suffered undeservedly that made him hate the man who, for a beggarly five hundred pounds, claimed a sixth part of the profits under the three years’ agreement. Whenever his resentment53 got the better of the awe54 the person of Captain Whalley inspired he would positively55 whimper with fury.
“You don’t know what to invent to plague my life out of me. I would not have thought that a man of your sort would condescend56. . .”
He paused, half hopefully, half timidly, whenever Captain Whalley made the slightest movement in the deck-chair, as though expecting to be conciliated by a soft speech or else rushed upon and hunted off the bridge.
“I am puzzled,” he went on again, with the watchful57 unsmiling baring of his big teeth. “I don’t know what to think. I do believe you are trying to frighten me. You very nearly planted her on the bar for at least twelve hours, besides getting the engines choked with mud. Ships can’t afford to lose twelve hours on a trip nowadays — as you ought to know very well, and do know very well to be sure, only. . .”
His slow volubility, the sideways cranings of his neck, the black glances out of the very corners of his eyes, left Captain Whalley unmoved. He looked at the deck with a severe frown. Massy waited for some little time, then began to threaten plaintively58.
“You think you’ve got me bound hand and foot in that agreement. You think you can torment59 me in any way you please. Ah! But remember it has another six weeks to run yet. There’s time for me to dismiss you before the three years are out. You will do yet something that will give me the chance to dismiss you, and make you wait a twelvemonth for your money before you can take yourself off and pull out your five hundred, and leave me without a penny to get the new boilers60 for her. You gloat over that idea — don’t you? I do believe you sit here gloating. It’s as if I had sold my soul for five hundred pounds to be everlastingly61 damned in the end . . . .”
He paused, without apparent exasperation62, then continued evenly —
“ . . . With the boilers worn out and the survey hanging over my head, Captain Whalley — Captain Whalley, I say, what do you do with your money? You must have stacks of money somewhere — a man like you must. It stands to reason. I am not a fool, you know, Captain Whalley — partner.”
Again he paused, as though he had done for good. He passed his tongue over his lips, gave a backward glance at the Serang conning63 the ship with quiet whispers and slight signs of the hand. The wash of the propeller64 sent a swift ripple, crested65 with dark froth, upon a long flat spit of black slime. The Sofala had entered the river; the trail she had stirred up over the bar was a mile astern of her now, out of sight, had disappeared utterly66; and the smooth, empty sea along the coast was left behind in the glittering desolation of sunshine. On each side of her, low down, the growth of somber67 twisted mangroves covered the semi-liquid banks; and Massy continued in his old tone, with an abrupt68 start, as if his speech had been ground out of him, like the tune69 of a music-box, by turning a handle.
“Though if anybody ever got the best of me, it is you. I don’t mind saying this. I’ve said it — there! What more can you want? Isn’t that enough for your pride, Captain Whalley. You got over me from the first. It’s all of a piece, when I look back at it. You allowed me to insert that clause about intemperance70 without saying anything, only looking very sick when I made a point of it going in black on white. How could I tell what was wrong about you. There’s generally something wrong somewhere. And, lo and behold71! when you come on board it turns out that you’ve been in the habit of drinking nothing but water for years and years.”
His dogmatic reproachful whine72 stopped. He brooded profoundly, after the manner of crafty73 and unintelligent men. It seemed inconceivable that Captain Whalley should not laugh at the expression of disgust that overspread the heavy, yellow countenance74. But Captain Whalley never raised his eyes — sitting in his arm-chair, outraged75, dignified76, and motionless.
“Much good it was to me,” Massy remonstrated77 monotonously78, “to insert a clause for dismissal for intemperance against a man who drinks nothing but water. And you looked so upset, too, when I read my draft in the lawyer’s office that morning, Captain Whalley,— you looked so crestfallen79, that I made sure I had gone home on your weak spot. A shipowner can’t be too careful as to the sort of skipper he gets. You must have been laughing at me in your sleeve all the blessed time. . . . Eh? What are you going to say?”
Captain Whalley had only shuffled80 his feet slightly. A dull animosity became apparent in Massy’s sideways stare.
“But recollect81 that there are other grounds of dismissal. There’s habitual82 carelessness, amounting to incompetence83 — there’s gross and persistent84 neglect of duty. I am not quite as big a fool as you try to make me out to be. You have been careless of late — leaving everything to that Serang. Why! I’ve seen you letting that old fool of a Malay take bearings for you, as if you were too big to attend to your work yourself. And what do you call that silly touch-and-go manner in which you took the ship over the bar just now? You expect me to put up with that?”
Leaning on his elbow against the ladder abaft85 the bridge, Sterne, the mate, tried to hear, blinking the while from the distance at the second engineer, who had come up for a moment, and stood in the engine-room companion. Wiping his hands on a bunch of cotton waste, he looked about with indifference86 to the right and left at the river banks slipping astern of the Sofala steadily87.
Massy turned full at the chair. The character of his whine became again threatening.
“Take care. I may yet dismiss you and freeze to your money for a year. I may. . .”
But before the silent, rigid45 immobility of the man whose money had come in the nick of time to save him from utter ruin, his voice died out in his throat.
“Not that I want you to go,” he resumed after a silence, and in an absurdly insinuating88 tone. “I want nothing better than to be friends and renew the agreement, if you will consent to find another couple of hundred to help with the new boilers, Captain Whalley. I’ve told you before. She must have new boilers; you know it as well as I do. Have you thought this over?”
He waited. The slender stem of the pipe with its bulky lump of a bowl at the end hung down from his thick lips. It had gone out. Suddenly he took it from between his teeth and wrung89 his hands slightly.
“Don’t you believe me?” He thrust the pipe bowl into the pocket of his shiny black jacket.
“It’s like dealing90 with the devil,” he said. “Why don’t you speak? At first you were so high and mighty91 with me I hardly dared to creep about my own deck. Now I can’t get a word from you. You don’t seem to see me at all. What does it mean? Upon my soul, you terrify me with this deaf and dumb trick. What’s going on in that head of yours? What are you plotting against me there so hard that you can’t say a word? You will never make me believe that you — you — don’t know where to lay your hands on a couple of hundred. You have made me curse the day I was born . . . .”
“Mr. Massy,” said Captain Whalley suddenly, without stirring.
The engineer started violently.
“If that is so I can only beg you to forgive me.”
“Starboard,” muttered the Serang to the helmsman; and the Sofala began to swing round the bend into the second reach.
“Ough!” Massy shuddered92. “You make my blood run cold. What made you come here? What made you come aboard that evening all of a sudden, with your high talk and your money — tempting93 me? I always wondered what was your motive40? You fastened yourself on me to have easy times and grow fat on my life blood, I tell you. Was that it? I believe you are the greatest miser94 in the world, or else why. . .”
“No. I am only poor,” interrupted Captain Whalley, stonily95.
“Steady,” murmured the Serang. Massy turned away with his chin on his shoulder.
“I don’t believe it,” he said in his dogmatic tone. Captain Whalley made no movement. “There you sit like a gorged96 vulture — exactly like a vulture.”
He embraced the middle of the reach and both the banks in one blank unseeing circular glance, and left the bridge slowly.
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