As we entered, that strange old rascal2 was at the table with Hicks, engaged in a most peculiar3 game. The cloth was divided up into squares like a checker-board, and from opposite sides the two were hard at it, and paid no attention to Hawkson’s entrance. In a short time I found that “beef was king,” that is, a plate with meat upon it could jump a dish of bread or cup of coffee, as with checkers, the person losing not having any more of that victual for the meal. While they played, they ate from whatever dishes they could reach, and were so absorbed 136that it was not until Hicks jumped the old man’s plate of sliced pineapple with a chunk4 of salt beef that the old villain5 turned and noticed us. Then he surlily demanded what was wanted.
Whether it was the loss of his fruit or memory of the last night’s occurrence that oppressed him, it was hard to tell, but his mask-like face showed no feeling. He bade Hawkson stand us against the cabin bulkhead, and called Watkins to hand him pistols.
The old steward6 obeyed with alacrity7, for it was only too evident what he wanted them for. Hicks, however, burst forth8 into a laugh.
“Hold on, Captain Howard,” said he. “You forget this isn’t exactly a pirate ship. Bless your old heart, you would pistol them both.”
“And I will,” said the old villain, cocking back the flints of the weapons.
He had formerly9 had the playful habit of loosing off one or both of his pistols under the table, to suddenly emphasize an after-dinner argument, and the rough habits of his early days stuck to him, only now the weapons appeared above the board. The game of grub, I learned, was one he had practised with his mates in the old days when the gambling10 habit had taken so strong hold upon him he must play at something.
Hicks, however, would hear of no such thing 137as shooting us without trial. The captain’s will, he admitted, was law, but we were in an English harbour and not on the high seas, and such action might cause endless trouble if the governor heard of it. Hawkson also urged the necessity of care for the sake of the voyage, and indeed he appeared somewhat worried about the matter until the pistols were finally laid aside and our case taken up.
Tim was asked if he had anything to say why the sentence of death should not be pronounced upon him. It would be fulfilled, with the governor’s permission, sometime that day. He had admitted the testimony11 of two witnesses, who swore they had seen him wound Renshaw.
He was silent and hung his head. Then he raised it and stood straight before them.
“I don’t mind the sentence,” said he, “but I do mind it coming from such as you.”
“You may gag and take him forward,” said Howard. “He shall be blown from a gun.”
He was led away, and they turned to me.
What had I to say? Well, I had considerable, and I told at some length how I had nothing whatever to do with Tim’s case.
“You may drop him overboard with a shot to each foot,” said Howard, as I finished. “Call away the gig, Mr. Hawkson. I’ll go over to the governor’s before he gets too warm to see any one.”
138The whole scene, the entire lack of feeling, the disposing of our cases as though we were simply niggers, made an impression upon me that can hardly be described. Then the old pirate turned to his meal as though nothing had happened, and finished his coffee, while I was led forward.
“Keep a stiff neck, Heywood,” said the old privateersman, as we came on deck. “I believe you’re all right. I’ve heard something of this Renshaw before. He’s a feller of title, ye know, an’, if it wasn’t for that, I could save the little red-headed feller, too. But Sir John will insist on one o’ ye goin’. Blow the little chap from a gun? I’ll see he hears more o’ your story, an’, if worse comes from it, I’ll--well, never mind. There’s plenty o’ time between now and when the old man sees the governor. He won’t do anything without permission in port.”
“Don’t take any trouble on my account,” I said, angrily. “I’ve tried to clear fair enough, and would have gone but for Tim meeting his wife. I’d as soon stand in front as behind the guns of a slaver.”
“You’ll never have sense enough to stand anywhere, an’ that’s a fact,” growled13 Hawkson. “A good ship, a good crew, and plenty of profit in sight. D--n you, Heywood, I’ve a notion to take you at your word.”
139His fierce eyes held an evil light that I knew boded14 no good, and his ugly mouth worked convulsively, showing his teeth. I was aware my case was not one to trifle with too freely, and concluded I would hold my tongue. He left me with an ugly sneer15, and I went below attended by Mr. Gull16, who eyed me savagely17, and hustled18 me with such energy that I turned upon him.
“You want to bear a hand and remember that a live sailor is worth a couple of fool slavers,” said I. “It’ll pay you to be a bit more careful, Mr. Gull.”
“Shut up!” he answered, and hitched19 my shackle20 to the ceiling. Then he turned and left me without another word, while I cursed freely and fluently, with as much bitterness as a man can express in language.
It was very dark, and I knew nothing of what was going on above, although I noticed as I crossed the deck that the fore12 and main topsails were hanging up by their clews, all ready to sheet home, and above them the royals were also hanging loose. From this I gathered that there would be a start made very soon, and even as I wondered at our probable destination, I heard the distant clank and rattle21 of the windlass. Then I recognized the Doctor’s voice bawling22 the old refrain:
140“Dey’s trouble ob-hyer, an’ dey’s trouble ober dar,
An’ I really do believe dat dey’s trouble ebbywhar--
Trouble--trouble--”
And I knew the mates were working the liquor out of his black hide.
Soon the anchor was short, and then silence reigned23 for a time, broken only by the scurrying24 of a ship’s rat across the empty hold.
How oppressive the bilge heat was, and how rank the stench of the hold! The barque had evidently been built at a time when salting ships had not come into fashion, and her old timbers stunk25. I tried to think of the events of yesterday, and wondered what had become of poor Tim. I feared they would give him the full penalty, for, although Renshaw was a notorious adventurer, he was interested in the craft, and was a friend of Hicks.
His position, also, called for summary vengeance26 upon a common sailor, even though that sailor was an American.
In my case, however, the affair was different. I had done nothing to either aid or abet27 Tim in his assault. I was deserting, and had admitted that, but I knew nothing of the other affair that had ended so uncomfortably and caused our arrest. Hawkson knew this well enough, and it was with him my fate rested. He might save me from a hanging yet.
141I stood wondering when and how the case would be settled, and was very hot and tired, but the shackle would not allow me to either sit or lie down upon the deck. The pain caused by the strain upon my wrists was intense, and I swore loudly at the men who had forced me into the cursed ship.
Suddenly I thought I heard a laugh. I strained my eyes in the direction whence it came, and soon made out a shape sitting upon the lower step of the ladder leading on deck. It chuckled28 and grunted29 for some minutes, and I wondered what it was, when it rose, and I made out the figure of Watkins.
The old steward came over and stood looking with a hideous31 sneer upon his face. The light was enough to see each outline of his features, for my eyes were now accustomed to the gloom, and the hatch let in a small ray of sunshine through the crack of the slide.
“You seem devilishly well pleased, Noah,” said I, with as much composure as I could muster32.
He made no reply, but came close to me, and, leaning forward, as if about to whisper something in my ear, he seized that member in his teeth and bit it slowly. The pain was intense, and I roared out, wiggling to free myself from the monster, but he held on for many minutes.
I was fairly sick with pain, but the old fellow failed to notice that my legs were not ironed. As 142I was unable to move, he had doubtless supposed they were shackled33.
With what remaining strength I had left, I kicked him, and by excellent luck landed full upon his stomach. He gave a grunt30 and doubled up like a pocket-knife, falling away from me and lying motionless upon the deck.
I mentally prayed I had killed him, and bawled34 at the top of my voice for Hawkson and Gull to come below. I might just as well have saved my breath, for not a sound could reach the main-deck, where they would evidently be at that time of day. I tried to ease my ear a bit by pressing my shoulder against the wound.
After a time that seemed an age, the pain let up a little. I looked at the form upon the deck before me, and saw it move and then rise and again come toward me.
“You old cannibal,” I cried, “if ever I get clear of these irons, I’ll cut you to ribbons for this.”
“If ever you do, you may,” he hissed35. “How would you like to shake hands on that.” And he seized my irons behind my back, keeping to one side from my kicks, and he twisted until I almost fainted with agony. I roared and bawled and struggled, but to no purpose. I could not shake the horrible old creature off. Just when I thought I could stand the pain no longer, and I verily believe 143the fiend intended to kill me, the hatch was opened, and the carpenter came down the ladder with an armful of chains.
Instantly Watkins sprang away and disappeared, leaving me calling for the fellow Jorg to lend me a hand and keep the rascal off.
Jorg came stolidly36 below, and began shackling37 his chains to the ring-bolts, paying no more attention to me than to a man raving38 in delirium39. He looked at me curiously40 and shook his head.
“Youse’ll get over it, friend John, in a day or two,” he said, and went on deck.
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