Schumer had left him two boats, the dinghy and the boat of the Cormorant1. They were both on the beach, and as the dinghy was the easiest to launch single-handed, he used it and pushed off to the fishing ground.
The gulls2 started after him from the reef opening, and now their voices came singly, mewing and miauling, the very voice of desolation itself.
Looking back as he rowed, he could see the figure of Isbel; she was putting things straight about the house, and just at that moment, as if stirred by the loneliness and the voices of the gulls, his heart went out to her. She was the only live thing in all that place for him. There were living things—fish in the lagoon3 and Kanaka laborers5 on the reef—but Isbel was the only warm spot for his mind to cling to.
The child had differentiated6 herself from her surroundings. By some extraordinary magic she had, without effort and almost without speech, pushed the image of Schumer to one side, and the forms of the Kanakas to the other.
Schumer, despite his powerful personality, seemed[Pg 136] a dead thing beside Isbel, and the Kanakas, powerful and brawny7 as they were, seemed puppets—things of mechanism—fantoccini. What was the magic property that gave her the ascendency in the mind of Floyd?
For one thing, Isbel, despite her silence, her self-isolation8, and the other-world atmosphere with which she surrounded herself, had always proved herself sterling9.
Never had she failed them in any least particular, every humble10 duty that had fallen to her she had carried out honestly, and no paid servant could have worked more industriously11 in their interests.
Like Schumer, she had a strong personality that spoke12 in her actions and her movements. Unlike Schumer, her personality remained with one even in her absence. She was a good memory and a living memory. Schumer, in his absence—despite his wonderful personality—was only the recollection of a strong man absent.
That is all the difference between the mechanical and the vital, between the grip of iron and the grip of flesh.
Then she was a woman, or at least the germ of a woman; she was graceful13, she was pretty as a wild flower, and, above all, she was an unknown factor, a hint of strangeness, the suggestion of a being from another star.
As he rowed, widening the distance between himself and the camping place, he was considering Isbel in all her aspects; the absence of Schumer and the loneliness and isolation of his own position had thrown her, so to speak, into the arms of his mind. He was consider[Pg 137]ing also the fatal effect that had followed on the sight of the hanging. She had never been the same since that. The deed had stricken division between them, had called up all the barriers of race which she had expressed in those memorable14 words: "I have no rest here. I wish to go back to my own people." When he reached the fishing ground, he found the work in full swing under the supervision15 of Sru.
That gentleman was seated on a coral lump, smoking, and the lagoon, close to the shore, was occupied by what might have seemed, at first sight, a bathing party.
They did not use a boat now; they had constructed a raft, and all round the raft bobbed the heads of the pearl fishers, while on the raft itself several more were stretched, sunning themselves and smoking. All were stark16 naked and seemed happy as children.
Sru alone was garbed17, and his simple dress consisted of a G string.
Sru saluted18 Floyd as the boat approached, and left his seat to help in beaching her; then he stood by Floyd as the latter inspected the few shells that had been taken already that morning. Sru was the only one of the working party who could talk in English, and though his conversation was as scanty19 as his G string, he could make himself understood.
As Floyd conversed20 with this man, he experienced a new sensation. Schumer had done the overseeing of the overseer up to this; Floyd had never come closely in contact with the men, and now, as he stood on the burning beach, almost in touch with Sru, he felt as though he were standing21 in touch with some man of the stone age and the silurian beaches.
[Pg 138]The whites of Sru's eyes had a yellow tinge22, and the glint of his teeth as he raised his lip was like a gleam of ivory reflected from a million years ago, the scars on his breast and arms, seen close to like this, had a deep significance, and the smell of him, hot, gorse-like, and faintly goatlike, was the smell of all fierce and savage23 things, hinted at and vaguely24 expressed. The John Tan plug he was smoking lent its fierce perfume to the natural scent25 of him, and he spat26 between his teeth and grumbled27 in his throat when he was not talking.
Sru was a revelation when you found yourself close to him like this, under the sun on a desolate28 beach, and with civilization thousands of miles away.
After a while Floyd ordered the raft to be brought to the beach edge, and, getting on to it, pushed out to inspect the work of the divers29.
Oysters30 do not lie flat at the bottom of the sea; they lean with mouths agape at an angle of twenty to twenty-five degrees with the sea floor. The great clams32 do likewise. Floyd, looking down, could see the men who had just dived groping along the bottom, skylarking as they worked. One fellow who was in the act of rising with a couple of shells which he had secured, was caught by the foot by a companion. He dropped the shells and retaliated33, the pair coming to the surface, bursting with want of air and suppressed laughter.
As Schumer said, they were like children, and their work had a large element of play in it. Still, they worked after their fashion, wet hands continually seizing the raft edge and depositing the dripping shells on it.
[Pg 139]Although the quickest way of dealing34 with oysters in the mass is by rotting them, the search for pearls can be conducted on oysters fresh from the sea, and Floyd, as he sat on the raft, amused himself by opening some of the shells with his pocketknife, choosing the largest for this purpose. He found no pearls, but plenty of surprises. Nearly every large oyster31 in the southern seas gives shelter to a "messmate." A little crab35, a small lobster36, a worm, or a shrimp37, lives in the shell along with the host. In some fisheries, as down in Sooloo, lobsters38 are only found, but here, as Floyd opened shell after shell, there was always something new—now a crab, now a worm, now a harmless creature, half shrimp, half crawfish.
Tiring of the business at last, he put ashore39 and turned his attention to the heap of shell "ripe" and gaping40, putrid41 from exposure to the air, and waiting to be searched for pearls. He had got so used to the business now that it was scarcely unpleasant. Sru and one of the hands assisted him, and the work went forward without result for an hour, not even a seed pearl appearing in all the slimy mess carefully washed out in the trough of the canvas.
Schumer seemed to have taken the luck away with him. They knocked off for a rest and a smoke, and then went at it again with, as a final result of their morning's labor4, a baroque pearl about the size of a sixpence, and a pearl of indifferent luster43 and weighing about ten grains.
"No good," said Sru, with a grunt44 of dissatisfaction; "heap few, heap big work."
"Heap plenty, maybe soon," replied Floyd, turning away. He felt depressed45 without the least reason for[Pg 140] being so. No one knew better than he the uncertainties46 of this work, and how much it approximates to gambling47. It was, perhaps, the feeling that Schumer had taken the luck away with him that caused the depression. Want of success is never inspiriting; actual defeat is a better tonic48 for the mind. He placed the morning's catch in the box he carried for the purpose, and, getting in the boat, rowed back to the encampment.
Work was never carried on during the middle of the day, and it was not till three o'clock in the afternoon that he returned.
Isbel had prepared his midday meal for him, and he left her behind, putting things in order. He had scarcely spoken to her, judging that in her present humor it was better to say nothing and trust to time and the absence of Schumer to soothe49 her feelings. He knew little of the mentality50 of Isbel. Arrived at the fishing grounds, he set to with Sru on a heap of shells that lay awaiting treatment.
The size of the oysters to be dealt with varied51 considerably52. Nothing, indeed, varies much more than the size of the pearl oysters as taken in the different fisheries of the world. In some places the oysters are so small that from three to four thousand go to make a ton; in others they are so large that a ton weight of them only runs to four or five hundred. Occasionally gigantic specimens53 are obtained, weighing from fourteen to sixteen pounds, bare shells.
The largest of these oysters being handled by Floyd and Sru would have scaled a thousand to the ton, perhaps, and the medium size about fifteen hundred.
The afternoon work was scarcely more fruitful than[Pg 141] the morning. It began with the capture of two small, but almost perfect, pearls, globular in shape, but weighing, perhaps, less than fifteen grains. These were taken in the first fifteen minutes, and then for the next three hours nothing showed but slush and slime.
The oysters one after the other were cleared out into the canvas trough with a sweep of the finger. Each pair of shells were then examined for adhering pearls or blisters54, and flung aside if showing neither. Then, when sufficient putrefying matter had been collected in the troughs, it was carefully washed away and searched.
The shells cast aside were collected by two of the men and stored.
It was just at sunset, and at the washing of the last lot, that Floyd, groping in the seaweed-colored and viscous55 mass in the trough, felt his fingers closing upon a pebble56. From the size of the object, he fancied for a second that it was a pebble. Instantly, and before he had brought it to light, he knew it to be a pearl.
It was. A perfectly57 round pearl, of enormous size, at least enormous in comparison with all the pearls he had hitherto seen. But it was not till he had cleansed58 it of slime in the bucket of water which Sru held for him that he saw what a prize he had obtained.
It was near sunset, and the golden light, mellow59 and tremulous, that was illuminating60 the sea and turning the west to flame, lit the treasure lying in the palm of his hand.
It was a pink pearl, exquisite61, lustrous62, and almost, one might say, luminous63. It was the size of a marble. Not one of those enormous glass marbles with colored[Pg 142] cores which we all remember as objects of worship, but an ordinary, practicable, play-with-able marble of full size.
"Good Lord!" said Floyd.
Sru grunted64.
To Sru all this lust42 for pearls was an inexplicable65 business. If it had been a hunt for colored beads66, he could have understood it, but pearls to him had no more beauty than cod's eyes, and far less beauty than colored shells. Coming from a district where pearling was unknown, he had no idea, either, of the value of these things.
But even to Sru the new find was pleasing, because of its color, the vague luminous pink, the luster, the semi-translucency, and the perfect shape of the thing pleased him.
But they did not excite him. He could not understand that the lump of colored nacre that weighed, perhaps, two hundred grains, and was worth, perhaps, five thousand pounds, was the equivalent of mountains of plug tobacco, shiploads of cotton stuff, knives, guns, and ammunition67, oceans of gin.
Floyd, after his momentary68 exclamation69, controlled himself, turned the thing over in his hand as though it were some ordinary object, and then put it in the pearl box, carefully covering it with the cotton wool. He put the box in the pocket of his coat, which lay near by, and turned again to the searching of the last remnants of stuff in the trough. Nothing more showed, and, having washed his hands in the canvas bucket which Sru held for him, he put on his coat, and, having given him some directions as to the storing of the shell, returned across the lagoon to the house.
[Pg 143]He knew that what he had in his pocket was worth all the stuff they had taken from the lagoon. Schumer had educated him on the subject of pearls, but even Schumer, with all his knowledge, could not have fixed70 the value of this splendid find, perfect in all parts, and weighing at least a hundred grains.
After supper he took it out of its box and examined it by the light of the fire. It was even more beautiful by the glow of the burning sticks than by the glow of the sunset.
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