‘Once more heading a fair course for the “Shark,”’ said I with a glance at the compass. ‘This has been a neat morning’s work. A few incidents of the kind should make out a lively voyage.’
‘Oh, but it’s dreadful to think of that poor man having been drowned!’ exclaimed Miss Jennings. ‘I was watching the boat before the gun was fired. In an instant she vanished. She might have been a phantom3. She melted out upon the water as a snow-flake would. I pressed my eyes, for I could not believe them at first.’
‘Horrible!’ exclaimed Wilfrid in a hollow, melancholy4 voice; ‘what had that miserable5 creature done that we should take his life? Have we insensibly—insensibly—courted some curse of heaven upon this yacht? Who was the villain6 that did it?’ He wheeled round passionately7: ‘Finn—Captain Finn, I say!’ he shouted.
The captain, who was giving directions to some men in the waist, came aft.
‘Who was it that fired that shot, Finn?’ cried my cousin in his headlong way, jerking his head as it were at Finn with the question, whilst his arms and legs twitched8 and twisted as though to an electric current.
‘A man named O’Connor, Sir Wilfrid,’ responded Finn.
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‘Did he do it expressly, think you?’
‘I wouldn’t like to say that, your honour. The fellow’s a blunderhead. I inquired if there was e’er a man for’ard as could load and sight a cannon9, and this chap stands up and says that he’d sarved for three years in a privateer and was reckoned the deadest shot out of a crew of ninety men.’
‘Call him aft,’ said Wilfrid. ‘If he aimed at that boat intentionally10 it’s murder—call him aft!’
He took some impatient strides to and fro with a face that worked like a ship in a seaway with the conflict of emotions within him, whilst Finn going a little way forward, sung out for O’Connor. Meanwhile we were rapidly widening the distance between us and the brig. I protest it was with an honest feeling of relief that I watched her sliding into a toy-like shape, with promise of nothing showing presently but some radiant film of her topmost canvas in the silver azure11 that streaked12 by a hand’s breadth, as it looked, the whole girdle of the horizon; for one was never to know but that her people might send the red-capped man adrift for us to pick up, or worry us in some other way.
Finn arrived, followed by the Irishman who had discharged the gun; his immense black whiskers stood out thick, straight, inflexible13 as the bristles14 of a chimney-sweep’s brush, contrasting very extraordinarily15 with the bright apple-red of his cheeks and the blue, Hibernian, seawardly eye that glimmered16 under a dense18 black thatch19 of brow. He stood bolt upright soldier-fashion, with his arms straight up and down by his side like pump-handles, and fixed20 an unwinking stare upon whoever addressed him.
‘You fired that gun, Captain Finn says,’ exclaimed Wilfrid.
‘Oi did, your honour.’
‘What made you take aim at the boat?’
‘Your honour, by the holy eleven, I took aim at the brig. There’s something wrong with the pace.’
‘Wrong with the piece. What d’ye mean?’
‘It was cast with a kink, sorr; it dhroops amidships and shoots as Mister Crimp’s larboard oye peeps, your honour, though loike his oye it manes well.’
‘Nonsense,’ I cried, ‘you must have covered the boat to hit it.’
‘By all that’s sacred then,’ cried the man, ‘I had the natest observation of the brig’s maintopmasht as ever oye could bring the muzzle21 of a pace to soight. The gun was cast with a kink, sorr.’
‘My belief is that you’re utterly22 ignorant of guns,’ cried Wilfrid. ‘The concussion23 was fierce enough to shake the yacht to pieces.’
‘’Twas your honour’s design to froighten ’em.’
‘But not to murder them, you dolt24!’ shouted Wilfrid. ‘D’ye know I could have you hanged for this.’
‘It was but a haythen Portuguay, sorr,’ answered the fellow, preserving his ramrod-like posture25 and his unwinking stare.
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‘Tell him to go forward, Finn; tell him to go forward,’ cried Wilfrid, ‘and see that he never has any more to do with that gun on any account whatever, d’ye understand?’
The seaman26 knuckled27 his forehead and wheeled round, but methought I could just catch a glimpse past his whisker of a sudden protrusion28 of the cheek as though he was signalling with his tongue to a brother Jack29 who was flemish-coiling a rope not very far from where he was standing30.
The luncheon31 bell rang and we went below. At table we could talk of nothing but the unhappy Portuguese whom our round-shot had sent to the bottom. Muffin’s face of respectful horror was a feature of the time which I recall more vividly32 than even the disaster itself. This man, though he was in attendance on Wilfrid as a valet, regularly stood behind his master’s chair at meals. It was Wilfrid’s whim33 to have him at hand. He did not offer to wait unless it was to procure34 anything my cousin might require when the stewards35 were busy with Miss Jennings and myself, or one or both of them absent. His air of deferential36 consternation37 was exceedingly fine as he listened to our talk about the annihilated38 boat and the foundered39 foreigner—‘Who,’ said I, with a glance at his yellow visage, the shocked expression of which he tried to smother40 by twisting his lips into a sort of shape that might pass as a faint obsequious41 simper and by keeping his eyelids42 lowered, ‘let us trust was cut in halves, for then his extinction43 would be painless; for after all, drowning, though it is reckoned an agreeable death after consciousness has fled, is mortal agony, I take it, whilst the sensation of suffocation44 remains45.’
Muffin’s left leg fell away with an exceedingly nervous crooking46 of it in the trouser, and he turned up his eyes an instant to the upper deck with so sickly a roll, that spite of myself I burst into a laugh, though I swiftly recovered myself.
‘It is strange, Charles,’ exclaimed my cousin in a raven-like note, ‘that a ghastly incident of this kind should sit so lightly on your mind, considering that you have quitted the sea for years and have led a far more effeminate life ashore47 than I who have been roughing it on the ocean when very likely you were lounging with a bored face in an opera stall or dozing48 over a cigar in some capacious club arm-chair. Had you been chasing slavers or pitching cannon shot into African villages down to the present moment, I could almost understand your indifference50 to a business that’s going to haunt me for the rest of my days.’
‘Nonsense!’ I exclaimed, ‘it was a bad job I admit, but a pure accident, not more tragical51 than had the boat capsized and drowned the man. There would be nothing in a twenty-fold uglier mishap53 to haunt you. But I’ll tell you what, though,’ I continued, talking on to avert54 the sentimental55 argument which I saw strong in Wilfrid’s face, ‘the incident of this morning points a very useful moral.’
‘What moral?’ he demanded.
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‘Why, that we must not be in too great a hurry to speak every sail we sight.’
‘Finn knows my wishes; we must hear all we can about the “Shark,”’ cried Wilfrid warmly.
‘The very vessel56 that we neglect to speak,’ exclaimed Miss Jennings softly—she had spoken but little, and it was easy to see through the transparency of her unaffected manner that the tragic52 affair of the morning had made a very deep impression on her—‘might prove the one ship of all we pass that could most usefully direct us.’
‘Two to one!’ said I, giving her a bow and smiling to the look of coy reproach in her charming eyes; ‘of course, Miss Jennings, I have no more to say. At least,’ I added, turning to Wilfrid, ‘on the head of speaking passing ships, though the moral I find in this forenoon trouble is not exhausted58.’
‘Well?’ said he a little imperiously, leaning towards me on one elbow with his nails at his lips and the spirit of restlessness quick as the blood in his veins59 in every lineament.
‘Well,’ said I, echoing him, ‘my suggestion is that your Long Tom’s murderous mission should be peremptorily60 cut short by your ordering Finn to strike the noisy old barker at once down into the hold, where he’ll be a deuced deal more useful as ballast than as a forecastle toy for the illustration of Irish humour.’
‘No!’ shouted Wilfrid, fetching the table a whack61 with his fist: ‘so say no more about it, Charles. Strange that you, who should possess the subtlest and strongest of any kind of human sympathy for and with me—I mean the sympathy of blood—should so absolutely fail to appreciate my determination and to accept my purpose! That girl there,’ pointing with his long arm to Miss Laura, ‘can read my heart and, of her sweetness, justify62 and approve all she finds there. But you, my dear Charles’—he softened63 his voice though he continued speaking with warmth nevertheless—‘you, my own first cousin, you to whom my honour should be hardly less dear than your own—you would have me abandon this pursuit—forego every detail of my carefully prepared programme—blink with a cynical64 laziness at my own and my infant’s degradation65 and turn to the law—to the law forsooth!—for the appeasement66 or extinction of every just yearning67 and of every consuming desire of my manhood. No, by G—!’ he roared, ‘fate may be against me, but even her iron hand can be forced by a heart goaded68 as mine has been and is.’
He rose from the table and without another word went to his cabin.
We had been for some time alone—I mean that Muffin and the stewards had left us. When my cousin was gone I looked at Miss Jennings.
‘Forgive me, Mr. Monson,’ she exclaimed with a little blush and speaking with an enchanting69 diffidence, ‘but I fear—indeed I am sure, that any, even the lightest, suggestion that runs counter[109] to Wilfrid’s wishes irritates him. And,’ she added almost in a whisper, ‘I think it is dangerous to irritate him.’
‘I have no wish to irritate him, believe me, Miss Jennings,’ said I. ‘I desire to be of some practical help, and my recommendations have no other motive70. But I give you my word if this sort of thing goes on I shall grow selfish, nay71, alarmed if you like. I certainly never anticipated these melodramatic displays, these tragic rebukes72, when I accepted his offer of the voyage. Pray consider: if Wilf, poor fellow, should grow worse, if his actions should result in exhibiting him as irresponsible, what’s to be done? Heaven forbid that I should say a word to alarm you—’ she shook her head with a smile: I was a little abashed73 but proceeded nevertheless—‘we are not upon dry land here. The ocean is as full of the unexpected as it is of fish. Finn is a plain steady man with brains enough, but then he is not in command in the sense that a captain is in command when we speak of a ship whose skipper is lord paramount74. He will obey as Wilfrid orders, and I say, Miss Jennings, with all submission75 to your engaging, to your beautiful desires as a sister, that if Wilfrid’s humour is going to gain on him at the rate at which I seem to find it growing, it will be my business, as I am certain it will be my duty for everybody’s sake as well as for yours and his own, so to contrive76 this unparalleled pursuit as to end it swiftly.’
She was silent—a little awed77, I think, by my emphatic78 manner, perhaps by a certain note of sternness, for I had been irritated, besides being nervous; and then, again, my distaste for the trip worked very strongly in me whilst I was talking to her.
We were a somewhat gloomy ship for the rest of the day. I noticed that the seamen79 wore tolerably grave faces at their several jobs, and it was easy to gather that, now they had had time to digest the incident of the morning, it was as little to their taste as it was to ours aft. Indeed it was impossible to tell what kind of omen49 they might manufacture out of so tragic an affair. Sailors were very much more superstitious80 in those days than they are now; the steam fiend has wonderfully cleared the atmosphere of the forecastle, and the sea-goblin has long since made his final dive from the topgallant-rail to keep company with the mermaid81 in her secret bower82 of coral in a realm fathoms83 deep beneath the ocean ooze84. O’Connor tried very hard to look as if he felt that on the whole he almost deserved to be hanged for his blundersome extermination85 of the Portugee heathen; at least this seemed his air when, as he sat stitching on a sail in the waist, he suspected a quarterdeck gaze to be directed at him. But it is hard for a man with merry blue eyes and cheeks veritably grinning with ruddiness in the embrace of a huge hearty86 pair of carefully doctored whiskers to look contrite87. The Irishman did his best, but I laughed to see how the instant he forgot his part nature jovially88 broke out in him again.
Crimp had charge that afternoon, and when I arrived on deck with a cigar in my mouth, leaving Miss Jennings and her maid hanging together over a hat whose feather in some way or other[110] had gone wrong, I asked the mate what was his opinion of the accident of the morning.
‘Ain’t got any opinion about it at all,’ he answered.
‘It was an accident, let us believe,’ said I.
‘Pure hignorance more like,’ he answered. ‘That there O’Connor’s regularly ate up with pride. He’s all bounce. Says he’s descended89 from kings and if he had his rights he’d be at the head o’ Ulster or some such place as that ’stead of an able seaman. He know anything ’bout firing off cannons90!’ making a horrible face and going to the side to spit.
‘Did they understand what you said aboard the brig when you talked to them from the boat?’
‘Ne’er a word.’
‘Was the red-capped man hurt?’
‘Dazed. Eyes pretty nigh out on’s cheeks. He was too full o’ salt water to curse, I allow, so when we hauled him into the boat he fell on his knees and prayed. A bloomin’ poor job; a measly mean business! Knocking of a boat to pieces an’ drownding of a man. What’s the good o’ that there gun? Only fit to kick up a plaguey shindy. Next time it may bust91 and then, stand by! for I once see an explosion.’
‘Is there anything wrong with the piece as O’Connor suggests!’ said I, much enjoying the old chap’s sourness, which I may say was not a little in harmony with my mood that afternoon.
‘Couldn’t tell if ye offered me all ye was worth. My business ain’t guns. I shipped to do my bit and my bit I’ll do, but the line’s chalked a mighty92 long way this side o’ hordnance.’
I walked on to the forecastle to inspect the gun for myself. O’Connor watched me with the whole round of his face, broad and purple as the rising moon. The gun was of an elderly fashion, but it looked a very substantial weapon, with a murderous grin in the gape93 of it and a long slim throat that warranted a venomous delivery. The kink the Irishman spoke57 of was altogether in his eye.
I returned to the quarterdeck, relighted my cigar, stowed myself comfortably away in the chair I had at an earlier hour procured94 for Miss Jennings, and pulling from my pocket a little handy edition of one of Walter Scott’s novels, was speedily transported leagues away from the ocean by the spells of that delightful95 wizard. Thus passed the afternoon. Miss Jennings remained below, and Wilfrid lay hid in his cabin. It was very pleasant weather. The sky was a clear blue from line to line, with just a group of faint bronze-browed clouds of a dim cream at the horizon looming96 in the azure air far away down in the north-west. The wind was cool though salt, a pleasant breeze from the east with a trifle of northing in it, and very steadily97 the yacht travelled quietly over the plain of twinkling waters, cradled by a soft western heaving. She made no stir forwards saving now and again a sound as of the pressure of a light foot upon tinderish brushwood; every sail that would draw was packed on her, to her triangular98 lower studdingsail, the[111] reflection of which waved in the tremulous blue like a sheet of quicksilver, fluctuating as it drained downwards99.
Still it was dull work. I would often break away from Scott to send a glance at the skylight where I could just get a peep at the ruddy glow of Miss Laura’s hair, as she sat at the table with her maid near her, and heartily100 wished she would join me. Crimp’s company was like pickles101, a very little of it went a long way. Had etiquette102 permitted I should have been glad to go amongst the men and yarn103 with them, for I could not doubt there was a store of amusing experiences lying behind some of the rugged105 hairy countenances106 scattered107 about the decks. Indeed no summons ever greeted my ear more cheerfully than the first dinner bell; for whether one has an appetite or not, sitting down to a meal on board ship is something to do.
Nothing that need make a part of this story happened that night. Wilfrid was reserved, but his behaviour and the little he said were collected enough to make one wonder at the lengths he would occasionally go the other way. He brought a large diary from his cabin, and sat writing in it up to a short while before going to bed. I cannot imagine what he had to put down, unless, indeed, he were posting up the book from some old date. It found him occupation, however, and he was a good deal in labour too throughout, I thought, often biting the feather of his pen, casting his eyes up, plunging109 his fingers into his hair and frowning upon the page, and comporting110 himself, in a word, as though he were composing an epic111 poem. I played at beggar-my-neighbour with Miss Jennings, showed her some tricks at cards, and she told my fortune. She said she could read my future by looking at my hand, and I feel the clasp of her fingers still, and smell the perfume of her hair and behold112 the brightness of it, and see her poring upon my palm, talking low that Wilfrid should not be disturbed, tracing the lines with a rosy114 finger-nail with an occasional lift of her eyes to mine, the violet of them dark as hazel and brilliant in the oil flames—it might have happened an hour ago, so keen is this particular memory.
It was as peaceful an ocean night as any man could imagine of the weather up in the seas which our yacht was still stemming; moonless, for the planet rose late now, but spacious115 and radiant with stars. There was the phantasm of a craft when I went on deck about a mile on the bow of us, in the spangled dusk looking like ice, so fine and delicate was the white of her canvas; but no notice was taken of her. Finn trudged116 over to the gloom to leeward117 when I rose up through the hatch, possibly mistaking me for my cousin, and manifestly anxious to shirk the job of having anything to do with the stranger. I watched her pass—a mere17 wraith118 of a ship she looked, sliding her three stately spires119 that seemed to melt upon the eye as you watched them under the red tremble and green and diamond-like sparkling of the luminaries120 which looked down upon her. By the time she had faded out like a little puff[112] of steam in the dumb shadow astern, my pipe was smoked out, and I went below and to bed, scarce having exchanged three words with Finn, and musing104 much on my fortune that Miss Laura had read in my hand—that my ‘line of life’ was very long, that in middle life I should meet with a woman who would fascinate me, but that, nevertheless, I should die as I had lived, a bachelor.
Next morning Wilfrid did not appear at the breakfast-table. Muffin informed me that his master had passed a very bad night, had not closed his eyes, indeed, and for hour after hour had paced the cabin, sometimes going on deck.
‘Is he ill, do you think?’ I inquired.
‘Not exactly ill, sir,’ he answered in his sleekest121 manner, with the now familiar crock of one knee and his arms hanging straight up and down.
‘What then?’ I demanded, perceiving that the fellow had more to say, though his very humble122 and obsequious respectfulness would not suffer him to express much at a time.
‘I fear, sir,’ he exclaimed, looking down, ‘that yesterday’s ’orrid tragedy has preyed123 upon his nerves, which, as you are of course aweer, sir, is uncommonly124 delicate.’
I thought this probable, and, as the man was going to his master’s cabin with a cup of tea from the breakfast-table, I told him to give Sir Wilfrid my love and to say that I should be glad to look in and sit with him. He returned to tell me my cousin thanked me, but that he would be leaving his berth125 presently, and would then join me in a pipe on deck.
There was a fresh breeze blowing, and the yacht was plunging through it in a snowstorm, rising buoyant to the bow surge with a broad dazzle of racing113 water over the lee-rail, and a smother of white roaring in a cataract126 from under her counter. There was wind in the misty127 shining of the sun and in the spaces of dim blue between the driving clouds. The ocean was gay with tints128, flying cloud-shadows of slate129, broad tracts130 of hurrying blue rich and gloriously fresh, with a ceaseless flashing of the heads of the dissolving billows, dashes of lustrous131 yellow to the touch of the sun that you would see sweeping132 a rusty133 ball of copper134 through a mass of smoke-like vapour, and then leaping out, moist and rayless, into some speeding lagoon135 of clear heaven. The horizon throbbed136 to the walls of the dimness that circled the line all the way round, and my first glance was for a ship; but all was bare ocean. From time to time the fellow on the topgallant-yard ogled137 the slope over either bow in a way that made me imagine some sort of hope of the ‘Shark’ heaving into view had come to the sailors out of this rushing morning. I waited for Miss Jennings, thinking she would arrive on deck; but, after stumping138 to and fro for a half-hour or thereabouts, and passing the skylight, I saw her and Wilfrid in close conversation standing almost directly beneath, he gesticulating with great energy, but speaking in a subdued139 voice, and she watching him with a troubled face. Passing the skylight again, a[113] little later on, I caught sight of Wilfrid’s figure marching up and down with irregular, broken strides, whilst the girl, leaning with her hand upon the back of a chair, continued to gaze at him, with now and again a little movement of the arm which suggested that she was endeavouring to reassure140 or to reason with him.
I got alongside of Finn and fell into a yarn with him. One thing led to another, and Lady Monson’s name was mentioned.
‘Was she a pleasant lady?’ said I.
‘Ay, to look at, your honour. Up to the hammer. A little too much of her, some folks might think, but such eyes, sir! such teeth! and talk of figures!’ and here he delivered a low prolonged whistle of admiration141.
‘She was a tolerably amiable142 lady, I suppose?’ said I carelessly.
‘Well, sir, if you’ll forgive me for saying of it, that’s just what she wasn’t,’ he replied. ‘She was one of them parties as can be very glad and very sorry for themselves and for nobody else. She steered143 Sir Wilfrid as I might this here “Bride.” She needed but to set her course, and the craft answered the shift of helm right away off. Ye never saw her, sir?’
‘Never.’
‘Well, she hadn’t somehow the appearance of what I tarm a marrying woman. She looked to be one of them splendid females as can’t abide144 husbands for the reason that, being made up of wanity, nothing satisfies ’em but the sort of admiration that sweethearts feels. I took notice once that, she being seated in a cheer, as it might be there,’ said he, indicating a part of the deck with a nod of his long head, ‘Sir Wilfrid draws up alongside of her to see if she were comfortable and if he could run on any errand for her; she scarcely gave him a look as she answered short as though his merely being near fretted145 her. But a minute arter up steps a gent from the cabin, the Honourable146 Mr. Lacy, and dawdles147 up to her, pulling at his bit of a whisker and showing of his teeth over a long puking of “Haw! haws!” and “Yaases:” and then see the change in her ladyship! Gor bless my heart and soul, your honour, ’twarn’t the same woman. She hadn’t smiles enough for this here honourable. Her voice was like curds148 and whey. She managed the colour in her cheeks, too, somehow, and bloomed out upon the poor little dandy when a minute afore her face to her husband was as blank as a custard. No, Mr. Monson, sir, her ladyship wasn’t a marrying woman. She was one of them ladies meant by natur to sit in a gilt149 cheer in the heart of a crowd of young men all a-bowing to and a-worshipping of her; very different from her sister, sir. That little lady down below there I allow’ll have the true makings of an English wife and an English mother in her, for all she’s an Australian.’
‘I suppose, then, you were not very much surprised when you heard of Lady Monson’s elopement?’
‘No more surprised, your honour, than a man can be when a thing that he’s been expecting has happened. But she’s not going to stick to the colonel. If his honour don’t overhaul150 the “Shark”[114] and separate ’em, she’ll be separating herself long afore the time it ’ud occupy the schooner151 to sail round the world. Lord love ’ee, sir; if I were to hear of her heeloping with some African king, atop of an elephant, it wouldn’t surprise me. When a woman like her allows a chap to cut her cable he must be a wiser man than e’er a prophet of them all that’s writ108 about who’s going to tell you where the hull’ll strand152 or bring up.’
As he delivered himself of these words Sir Wilfrid showed in the hatch handing Miss Jennings up the ladder, and my companion started away on a lonely quarterdeck walk. The girl looked very grave and worried; my cousin, gaunt and haggard, with a fire in his weak, protruding153 eyes that was like the light of fever or of famine. He grasped my hand and held it whilst he sent a look round. I spoke lightly of the fine breeze and the yacht’s pace and the good runs we should be making if this weather held, finding something in his instant’s assumption of a hearty demeanour, a sort of strained liveliness far more affecting than his melancholy, that was like a request to me not to venture upon any sort of personal inquiries154. He called to Finn to know the speed, then said, ‘Charles, give Laura your arm, will you? There’s too much wind to sit. She looks a little pale, but a few turns will give roses to her cheeks. My head aches, and I must keep below out of this air till I am better.’
Miss Jennings took my arm, for there would happen a frequent lee swing with a rise of the bow and a long slanting155 rush to the whole weight of the cloths till you could have spooned up the white water over the side with your hand that rendered walking difficult and fatiguing156; very soon I placed chairs under the weather bulwarks157, snugging158 her with rugs and shawls, and in the comparative calm of that shelter we were able to converse159.
‘Wilfrid looks very ill this morning,’ said I.
‘He has had another warning,’ she answered.
‘The deuce he has. When?’
‘Last night.’
‘What sort of a warning is it this time?’
‘Precisely the same as the first one,’ she replied.
‘I am grieved but not surprised,’ said I. ‘I very much fear he is going from bad to worse. I still hold with the views I expressed last evening. A time may, nay, a time must come, when you yourself, Miss Jennings, ardent160 as is your sisterly desire, will look to me for some resolution that shall preserve us and himself too from the schemes of a growing distemper.’ She was silent. ‘Did he tell you,’ I continued, ‘the nature of the warning?’
‘Yes,’ she answered.
‘In confidence? If so, of course——’
‘No,’ she interrupted, ‘he came from his cabin after breakfast when you had gone on deck, and I saw at once that something was very wrong with him. I was determined161 to get at the truth and questioned him persistently162, and then he told me all.’
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‘All!’ exclaimed I, opening my eyes, for the word seemed to indicate some very large matter lying behind his confession163.
‘What he has seen,’ she said, ‘for two nights running has been a mysterious writing upon his cabin wall.’
‘Humph!’ said I.
‘Do you remember, Mr. Monson, that he told us of a dream in which he had seen a boat with a sort of sign-board in it on which was inscribed164 the word Monday in letters of flame? Well, he sees the same sort of fiery165 scrawl166 now in his cabin.’
‘What is the nature of the message?’
‘He says that the words are, “Return To Baby!”’
‘He has dreamt this,’ said I, ‘or it is some wretched trick of the sight or brains; but I would rather believe it a dream.’
‘It is an illusion of some kind, no doubt,’ she exclaimed, ‘but it is strange that it should occur, be the cause what it will, on two successive nights, and much about the same time. No wonder the poor fellow is depressed167 this morning. It is not only that he fears this warning as signifying that something is seriously wrong with baby, and that it is a mysterious command to him to return to her at once; he dreads168 that it may occur again to-night and to-morrow night, continuously, indeed, until it actually drives him mad by obliging him to make up his mind either to neglect his child or to abandon his pursuit of his wife.’
‘The long and short of it is, Miss Jennings,’ said I, ‘that when it comes to one’s being thrown with a man whose mind is a misfit that’s apt to shift like an ill-stowed cargo169 to any breeze of wind that heels the craft over, one must “stand by,” as sailors say, for troublesome half-hours and bewilderingly unexpected confrontments.’
But there was no use in my telling her the wish was strong in my mind that if it was to be Wilfrid’s unhappy destiny to grow worse, then the sooner he acted in such a way as to force all hands to see that it would be at his own as well as at our peril170 to leave him at large and to suffer him to preserve control over the movements of the yacht, and by consequence the lives and fortunes of those who sailed in her, the better; for I protest that even in the thick of my talk with the girl, I never sent a glance at the white roll of spinning waters twisting and roaring away alongside without a sense of the absurdity171 of the whole business, the aimlessness of the pursuit, the futility172 of it as a project of revenge, its profound idleness as a scheme of recovering Lady Monson, guessing, as anyone could from my cousin’s talk and from what Laura Jennings had let fall, that if Wilfrid should succeed in regaining173 his wife, he wouldn’t know what in the world to do with her!
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extermination
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confession
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