He called to her, and there was no reply; then he started off to hunt for her in the grove1, but she was not there.
He went to the seaward side of the reef; the breakers were falling and the gulls2 flying, but there was no sign of Isbel. She had vanished as completely as though she had never been. Floyd, in perplexity, shaded his eyes and gazed toward the sea line, as though he fancied some ship might have come and taken her off, but the sea line was as empty as the sea, and the only thing visible away out there was a frigate3 bird sailing on the wind.
The bird was passing the island with supreme4 indifference5, traveling under the dominion6 of some steady purpose, and heading for some destination, perhaps half a thousand miles away. It dwindled7 in the blue, and Floyd, turning, took his way back to the beach.
The dinghy and quarter boat were still there, otherwise he might have fancied that she had gone to the fishing camp; the thing seemed inexplicable8, and trying[Pg 145] to put it from his mind, he set to on the preparations for breakfast. He lit the fire and put some water on to boil, opened some canned stuff, and then, having set a plate and knife and fork, made the coffee. He did all this automatically, working by instinct and habit, and almost heedless of what he was doing. A great desolation had fallen upon him, and a great fear, and in the midst of this desolation and fear something was calling out to him, a voice he had never heard before.
With the food untasted before him, he sat with his chin on his hands, gazing at the beach, white in the burning sunshine, and across the water of the lagoon9, blue and ruffled10 by the morning wind.
Isbel, from the very first, had been for him a pleasing figure, quaint11 and with something of mystery about it. He did not know till now how much of his subconscious12 life she had occupied, nor how much he had really cared for her. She had grown on him till he had come to love her; that was the fact, and a fact that he recognized now in the pain and fear and desolation of his heart.
It was the strangest and rarest form of love, this love of his for Isbel. The love of a lonely man for a flower, or a child, and with just the hint of the love of a man for a woman.
She was the germ of a woman, and by just that extent did the bond of sex hold him to her.
His life had been very lonely. Right up from his boyhood he had lived pretty much uncared for. He had made friendships, but the wandering life of the sea breaks ties just as it casts away lives; he had no home, no family, and the men he had grown to care for, old chums and messmates, were like the gulls—[Pg 146]once parted from and lost to sight, never to be found again.
As he sat like this, on the wind which was setting across the lagoon from the fishing ground, came a snatch of song from the fishermen who were at work.
He rose up, and, leaving the food still untasted, came down to the water's edge and, pushing the dinghy off, got into her and sculled across to the camp.
He had some thought of telling his trouble to Sru, and some vague idea of seeking help from him. Never for a moment had the idea come to him that Isbel might have joined the fishing camp.
It seemed impossible for her to have got there across the rough coral of the reef, and equally impossible across the lagoon. Yet when he landed, the first object that caught his eye was Isbel. She was seated in front of one of the tents engaged in shredding13 some coconut14 pulp15 into a bowl, and when she saw him she did not seem at all put out.
She had gone back to her own people, literally16, and to look at her he might have fancied she had never parted from them. Floyd nodded to her. He could have laughed aloud in the relief of seeing her safe and sound; she nodded in return, and went on with her work. She did not seem in the least put out or ashamed of herself for having deserted17 him, and now that his fears about her were removed, he felt irritated at her coolness.
All the hard things that Schumer had said about Kanakas rose up in his mind—"animals dressed in human skin," "creatures without souls," and so forth18.
But these sayings vanished from his mind almost immediately. They had no clutch in them, simply[Pg 147] because they had no truth in them, and Isbel, as she sat at work before the tent, formed their last antidote19.
Never had she looked prettier than this morning, seated there on a little mat, a fresh scarlet20 flower in her hair, her feet tucked away, and her brown hands busily at work.
Floyd came up to her.
"So there you are, Isbel," said he. "I did not think you would have gone off and left me like that."
Isbel made no reply; she continued her work without looking up; one might have fancied that she had not heard him.
"Of course," said Floyd, "if you had told me, I would not have tried to stop you. Why should I? You are perfectly21 free here to do as you please. I would even have brought you here myself in the boat. How did you get here?"
"Along the reef," said Isbel, without looking up.
"Along the reef—why, you must have cut your feet to pieces!"
For reply Isbel pushed a foot out from under her robe.
It was a perfect little foot, honey-colored, perfect in form, the toenails polished like agate22. He had seen it often before, but it seemed to him that he saw it now for the first time. As he looked at it the toes spread apart, and it was flexed23 and extended, as if to show that it had sustained neither scratch nor injury. Then it vanished.
"Well, you are cleverer than I am," said Floyd. He would not stoop to question her as to how she had negotiated the reef. If she did not choose to tell, why,[Pg 148] then let her keep silent. He turned on his heel and walked off to where Sru was waiting for him. Then, as they made for the place where the oysters25 were lying ready to be examined, he glanced back; she had vanished into the tent.
He said nothing to Sru on the matter, nor did the foreman make any comment about the girl. They set to on their task, working an hour without any result, and then knocking off for a rest and a smoke.
It was during the second spell, and Floyd had just turned to place the only take of the morning, a small and nearly valueless pearl, in the box, which he carried for the purpose, when their attention was drawn26 by shouts from the fellows who were working in the lagoon.
They had been shouting and splashing at their work, but these outcries had a new note that brought Floyd and Sru to their feet in a moment, and down to the lagoon edge.
The dinghy, in which Floyd had come over, was lying on the sand, with the incoming tide rippling27 up to her; they pushed her off, reached the raft, and found what was the matter.
One of the workers, Timau by name, while groping along the bottom of the lagoon, had stepped into a half-open clamshell, the shell had closed on his foot like a trap, and he was a prisoner.
This is one of the most terrible accidents that can happen to the pearl fisher. The great clam28 grows to an enormous size, and, like the oyster24, he does not lie flat on the sea floor, but tilted29 at an angle of twenty-five degrees or more. The sand, if there be much sand where he lies, tends to silt30 round him and hide[Pg 149] him, and so he lies, a veritable man-trap for the unwary.
The raft was crowded with men, all shouting, and not one of them, seemingly, with the vestige31 of an idea as to how they were to render assistance. Timau could be seen clearly; he had fallen on his back, with his right leg bent32 and the knee pointing upward; the right foot was held by the terrific shell, whose contracting muscles were powerful as iron bands.
Nothing could be more shocking than this seizure33 of a man by a shellfish, this quiet destruction of the highest form of life by the lowest form of intelligence.
The shark moves under the dominion of will, and the cuttlefish34 knows at least hunger, but the great clam is fed by the water that laves it, and its only expression of will is to grip and hold whatever dares to violate its sanctuary35.
For a moment Floyd was as much at a loss as the others; then he saw on the raft the iron bar used for breaking down coral formations that were encroaching on the beds. It was about two-thirds of the thickness of an ordinary crowbar, and measured about three feet in length.
He scrambled36 on to the raft, seized the bar, and dived.
He was not wearing his coat, but otherwise he was fully37 dressed; in the moment between seizing the bar and diving he had thought out the whole plan of action. The great clam, inclined to an angle of twenty degrees, had to be pried38 open, and to do so the under shell had to be brought level with the lagoon floor, so as to obtain a purchase.
The watchers above saw him thrust the bar between[Pg 150] the shells, an act easy enough to accomplish, as they were held four inches and more apart by the victim's leg. This done, he inserted his booted foot as if to tread down the under shell, while he levered up the top shell.
He had reckoned on his weight being sufficient to press down the shell, forgetting that a man weighed in sea water scales very much less than a man weighed in air. Yet, even so, he managed to reduce very considerably39 the angle, and with a tremendous effort managed to wrench40 the two shells apart.
He rose instantly, nearly bursting for want of air, and as he rose the fellows on the raft, courageous41 enough now, dived like one man to fetch up the body of Timau.
They brought it to the raft, where Floyd was resting, and hauled it on to the logs, while Floyd, on hands and knees, examined it.
Timau seemed a very dead man. The right foot and part of the leg was black and lacerated; there was neither movement of heart nor sign of respiration42, and Sru, who had also bent down to examine him, rose up with a grunt43.
"Heap dead," said Sru; "no more fishing for Timau."
Floyd ordered them to push the raft ashore44. This having been done, he had the body laid out on the hot sand, and started to work at once with artificial respiration.
He had to do the business alone, for not one of the hands could understand what was required to be done, nor would they have helped had they understood. This was witch business; the man was dead and be[Pg 151]yond recall; it was plainly against nature to try and bring him back.
However, back he came. Floyd had been working for some ten minutes when the first signs of returning life showed themselves. Ten minutes later Timau was leaning on his elbow, blinking at the world to which he had returned, hiccuping45 and endeavoring to speak.
Floyd had him carried up to the nearest tent and laid on a mat. Then, with the help of Isbel, who had suddenly appeared, he set to to dress the injured foot. The lower end of the fibula was fractured, all the skin over the lower part of the leg was lacerated and bruised46, and there was a nasty cut on the instep. They laid wet cloths on the wounds, made a bandage over them of coconut sennit, and left him so far recovered that he was able to smoke a pipe.
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indifference
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subconscious
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shredding
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coconut
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scrambled
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