The north-east trades blew a fresh breeze and bowled us handsomely athwart the broad blue field of the Atlantic. The ‘Bride’ was a noble sailer when she had the chance, and some of our runs rose to three hundred miles in the twenty-four hours, with a hill of snow at either bow and the frothing surge of the trades chasing us, and a sensible increase of heat day after day in the loud and shrilling17 sweep of air and the glitter of flying-fish sparking on wings of gauze from the white and gold of our vessel18’s shearing19 passage. We had entered the tropics, but had met with no ship that we could speak. At times a sail shone, but always afar. The lookout20 aloft was as steadfast21 as the rising and sinking of the sun. Day after day the polished tube up there was sweeping22 the glass-like sapphire23 of the ocean boundary, steadily24 circling the firm line of it, sweeping from either quarter to ahead. But the cry of ‘Sail ho!’ delivered at long intervals25 never resulted in more than the disclosure of a rig of a very different pattern from what we were in pursuit of.
A settled gloom fell upon my cousin’s spirits. He complained of sleeplessness26; his appetite failed him, he talked but little, and his one subject was the ‘Shark.’ I would sometimes long for a startling incident to shake him out of the melancholy27 that sat darkly as the shadow of madness upon him. Miss Jennings tried hard to keep up her heart, but already I could see that the monotony of the voyage, coupled with an incessant28 strain of expectation, was proving too much for her. She had come to this strange quest, taking my cousin’s word for what was to happen. She had given Wilfrid’s programme of hopes no consideration.[200] We were bound to fall in with the ‘Shark’ at sea, or at the very worst to arrive at the Cape29 before her, and there lie in wait. She was finding out now that the ocean was the prodigious30 plain I had represented it for a pursuit of this kind, and that the journey had already grown infinitely31 tedious, though Table Bay lay some thousands of miles distant yet. Still, she stuck to her guns manfully. Her heart would show in her eyes when she thought herself unobserved; but if ever I approached the subject, in conversing32 with her on the vagueness and vanity of this pursuit, she would tell me that it was idle to talk, that she had made up her mind, that she had cast in her lot with Wilfrid in this chase, and that whilst he continued to pursue his wife, no matter to what part of the world he might direct Finn to steer33 the vessel, she would remain at his side.
‘Should I ever forgive myself, do you think, Mr. Monson,’ she would argue, ‘if after I had left him Wilfrid found Henrietta, and she refused to return with him for lack, perhaps, of the influence I should be able to exert?’
‘Ay, but do not you suppose too much?’ I would answer. ‘Perhaps Wilfrid might fall in with his wife; perhaps she might decline to have anything to do with him; perhaps if you were present she might yield to your entreaties34. As my sympathies are not so deeply concerned as yours, I am able possibly to take more practical views. The one staggering consideration with me is this: we arrive at Table Bay and find the “Shark” has sailed, and there is nobody to tell us where she has gone. Figure our outlook then!’
‘But you are supposing too. The “Shark” may arrive whilst we are lying in Table Bay. What then, Mr. Monson?’
It was idle talk, though to her ‘what then?’ I might have replied by another question: ‘If Lady Monson, at Table Bay, should decline to allow her husband to carry her home in his yacht, what then?’
It must have fared hard with me, I think, but for this girl; for had I had during this journey no other companion than Wilfrid, likely as not it would have ended in my carrying ‘a bee in my bonnet’ for the rest of my days. Between us we managed to kill many tedious hours with cards, chess, chats, reading aloud, whilst Wilfrid lay hid in God knows what mysterious occupation in his cabin, or paced the deck alone, austere35, unapproachable, with an iron sneer36 on his lip and on his brow the scowl37 of a dark mood out of which you might have looked to see him burst into some wild, unreasoning piece of behaviour, some swearing fit or insane soliloquy—one knew not what; only that the air of him held you restless with expectation of trouble in that way.
The night-time was the fairest part of this queer trip when we got under the tropic heights, with failing breezes, hot and moist, softly-running surges languidly gushing38 into a sheet-lightning of phosphoric froth, a full moon that at her meridian39 came near to the brilliance40 of sunrise, the planets large, trembling, and of[201] heavenly beauty, a streak41 of dim fire in the dark water over the counter denoting the subtle, sneaking42 pursuit of some huge fish; and reflections of white stars like dim water-lilies riding the polished ebony heave when it ran foamless43. Evening after evening on such nights as these would Miss Laura and I placidly44 step the deck together or sit watching the exquisite45 effects of moonlight on sail and cordage; or the rising of the luminary46 above the black rim8 of ocean, with the tremble of the water in its light as though the deep thrilled to the first kiss of the moonbeams gliding47 from one romantic fancy to another as tenderly as our keel floated over the long-drawn respirations of the deep. Indeed, it would come sometimes to my thinking that if the ‘Bride’ were my yacht and Laura and I alone in her—with a crew to navigate48 the craft, to be sure—I should be very well satisfied to go on sailing about in this fashion in these latitudes49, under those glorious stars and upon these warm and gentle seas, until she tired. In its serene51 moonlit moods the ocean possesses an incomparable and amazing magic of spiritualising. The veriest commonplace glows into poetic52 beauty under the mysterious, vitalising, enriching influence. I have seen a girl whom no exaggerated courtesy could have pronounced comely53 by daylight, show like an angel on the deck of a yacht on a hushed and radiant night when the air has been brimming to the stars with the soft haze54 of moonlight, and when the sea has resembled a carpet of black silk softly waving. The moon is a witch, and her pencils of light are charged with magic qualities. In the soft golden effulgence55 my companion’s face would sometimes grow phantasmal, a dream of girlish loveliness, the radiance of her hair and skin blending with the rich illusive56 light till I would sometimes think if I should glance away from her and then look again, I should find her fairy countenance57 melted—a romantic confession58 that tells the story of my heart! Yes, I was far gone; no need to deny it. Our association was intimate to a degree that no companionship ashore59 could approach. Wilfrid left us alone together for hour after hour, and there was nobody to intrude60 upon us. Finn clearly understood what was happening, and sour old Crimp was always careful to leave us one side of the deck to ourselves.
But there was now to happen a violent change: a transformation61 of peaceful, amorous62 conditions of the right kind to affright romance and to drive the spirit of poetry cowering63 out of sight.
We were in latitude50 about eight degrees north; the longitude64 I do not remember. The night had been very quiet but thick; here and there a star that was a mere65 lustreless66 blur67 in the void, and the water black and sluggish68 as liquid pitch without a gleam in it. The atmosphere had been so sultry that I could get no rest. The yacht dipped drearily69 from side to side, shaking thunder out of her canvas and sending a sound, like a low sobbing70 wail71, off her sides into the midnight gloom. This prevented me from opening the scuttle72 and I lay half stifled73, occasionally driven on deck by a sense of suffocation74, though it was like passing from one hot room[202] to another in a Turkish bath. There was a barometer75 in the cabin just under the clock in the skylight; every time I quitted my berth76 I peeped at it, and every time I looked I observed that the mercury had settled somewhat, a very gradual but a very steady fall. That foul77 weather was at hand I could not doubt, but it was hard to imagine the character it would take down amongst these equatorial parallels, where one hardly looks for gales79 of wind or cyclonic80 outbursts, or the rushing tempest red with lightning of high latitudes; though every man who has crossed the Line will know that the ocean is as full of the unexpected thereabouts as in all other parts of the globe.
I somehow have a clearer recollection of that night than of the time that followed, or, indeed, of any other passage of hours during this queer sea ramble81 I am writing about. It was first the intolerable heat, then the unendurably monotonous82 lifeless rolling of the yacht, with its regular accompaniment of the yearning83 wash of recoiling84 waters, the ceaseless and irritating clicking of cabin doors upon their hooks, the idle beating of canvas above hollowly penetrating85 the deck with a muffled echo as of constant sullen explosions, the creaking and straining to right and to left and above and below, a hot smell of paint and varnish86 and upholstery mingled87 with some sort of indefinable marine88 odour; a kind of faint scent89 of rotting seaweed, such as will sometimes rise off the breast of the sluggish deep when stormy weather is at hand. I believe I drank not less than one dozen bottles of seltzer water in the small hours. I was half dead of thirst, and routed out the steward90 and obliged him to supply me with a plentiful91 stock of this refreshment92. But the more I drank the hotter I got, and no ship-wrecked eye ever more gratefully saluted93 the grey of dawn than did mine when, wakening from a half-hour of feverish94 sleep, I beheld95 the light of morning lying weak and lead-coloured on the glass of the porthole.
An uglier jumble96 of sky I never beheld when I sent my first look up at it from the companion-hatch. It was as though some hundreds and thousands of factory chimneys had been vomiting97 up their black fumes98 throughout the night, the bodies of vapour coming together over our mastheads and compacting there lumpishly amid the stagnant99 air with the livid thickenings dimming into dusky browns; and here and there a sallow lump of gloom of the kind of yellowish tinge100 to make one think of fire and thunder. The confines of this ghastly storm-laden pall101 drooped102 to the sea within three miles of the yacht, so that the horizon seemed within cannon-shot—a merging103 and mingling104 of stationary105 shadows whose stirlessness was rendered the more portentous106 by the sulky pease-soup-coloured welter of the ocean washing into the shrouded107 distance and vanishing there. All hands were on the alert. What was to come Finn told me he could not tell, but he was ready for it. His maintopmast was struck, that is, sent down on deck; he had also sent down the topgallantyard. Every stitch of canvas was furled, saving the close reefed gaff-foresail and the reefed stay-foresail.[203] Extra lashings secured everything that was movable. Much to my satisfaction, I observed that he had struck the long gun forward down below. There was not a breath of wind as yet, and the yacht looked most forlorn and naked, as though indeed she were fresh from a furious tussle108 as she rolled, burying her sides upon the southerly swell109 that was growing heavier and heavier hour by hour.
We were at breakfast when the first of the wind took us. It came along moaning at first, with a small dying away, and then a longer wail as it poured hot as the breath of a furnace blast between our masts. This was followed by some five minutes of breathless calm, during which the yacht fell off into the trough again; then, having my eye upon a cabin-window, I bawled110 out, ‘There it comes!’ seeing the flying white line of it like a cloud of desert sand sweeping through the evening dusk, and before the words were well out of my mouth the yacht was down to it, bowed to her bulwark111 rail, every blessed article on the breakfast table fetching away with a hideous112 crash upon the deck, with the figures of the two stewards113 reeling to leeward114, myself gripping the table, Wilfrid depending wholly for support upon his fixed115 chair, and Miss Jennings buoying116 herself off to windward upon her outstretched arms with her face white with consternation117.
The uproar118 is not to be described. The voice of the gale78 bellowing119 through the gloom was a continuous note of thunder, and trembled upon the ear for all the world as though it was the cannonading of some fierce electric storm. The boiling and hissing120 of the seas made one think of a sky full of water falling into the ocean. The yacht at the first going off was beaten down on to her broadside and lay motionless, the froth washing over the rail; and the horror of that posture121 of seemingly drowning prostration122, together with the fears it put into one, was prodigiously123 increased by the heavy blows of seas smiting124 the round of the hull125 to windward and bursting over her in vast bodies of snow. But she was a noble sea boat, and was soon gallantly126 breasting the surge, but with a dance that rapidly grew wilder and wilder as the tempestuous127 music on high rang out more fiercely yet, until it became absolutely impossible to use one’s legs. The sea rose as if by magic, and the slide of the hull down the liquid heights, which came roaring at her from a very smother128 of scud129 and vapour and flying spray, gave her such a heel that every recovery of her for the next buoyant upward flight was a miracle of resurrection in its way. The hatches were battened down, tarpaulins130 over the skylight, and as for some time the stewards were unable to light the lamp we remained seated in the cabin in a gloom so deep that we could scarcely discern one another’s faces. Off the cabin deck rose a miserable131 jangling and clatter132 of broken crockery and glass and the like, rolling to and fro with the violent movements of the yacht. For a long while the stewards were rendered helpless. They swung by stanchions or held on grimly to seats, and it was indeed as much[204] as their lives were worth to let go; for there were moments when the decks sloped like the steep roof of a house, promising133 a headlong fall to any one who relaxed his grip of a sort to break his neck or beat his brains out. At regular intervals the cabin portholes would turn blind to a thunderous rush of green sea, and those were moments, I vow134, to drive a man on to his knees with full conviction that he would be giving up the ghost in a very little while; for to these darkening, glimmering135, green delugings the cabin interior turned a dead black as though it were midnight; down lay the yacht to the mighty136 sweeping curl of water; a shock as of the discharge of heavy artillery137 trembled with a stunning138 effect right through her to the blows of the tons upon tons of water which burst over the rail to the height of the cross-trees, falling upon the resounding139 deck from that elevation140 with a crash that made one think of the fabric141 having struck, followed on by a distracting sound of seething142 as the deluge143, flung from side to side, boiled between the bulwarks144.
We had met with a few dustings before we fell in with this tempest, but nothing to season us for such an encounter as this. I made an effort after two hours of it to scramble145 on all-fours up the cabin ladder and to put my head out through one of the companion doors. Such was the power of the wind that to the first protrusion146 of my nose I felt as if my face had been cut off as by a knife and swept overboard. The hurricane was as hot as though charged with fire; the clouds of foam blown off the sea and whirling hoarily147 under the black vapour low down above our mastheads looked like steam boiling up off the hissing surface of the mighty ocean cauldron. I caught sight of a couple of fellows lashed148 to the wheel and the figure of Finn glittering in black oilskins crouching149 aft under the lee of the bulwark, swinging to a rope’s end round his waist; but all forward was haze, storms of foam, a glimpse of the yacht’s bows soaring black and streaming, then striking down madly into a very hell of white waters which leapt upwards150 to the smiting of the structure in marble-like columns, round, firm, brilliant, like the stem of a waterspout, but with beads151 which instantly vanished in a smoke of crystals before the shriek10 and thunder of the blast. The fragment of gaff foresail held bravely, dark with brine from peak to clew, with a furious salival draining of wet from the foot of it out of the hollow into which there was a ceaseless mad hurling152 of water.
Heaven preserve me! never could I have imagined such a sight as that sea presented. It might well have scared the heart of a far bolder man than ever I professed153 to be to witness the height and arching of the great liquid acclivities with their rage of boiling summits; the dusk of the atmosphere darkened yet by the flying rain of spume torn by the fingers of the storm out of the maddened waters; the ghastliness of the dissolving mountains of whiteness glaring out into the wet and leaden shadow; the leaping of the near horizon against the thick gloom that looked to whirl[205] like a teetotum, mingling scud and foam and hurtling billow into a sickening confusion of phantasmal shapes, a mad, chaotic154 blending of vanishing and reappearing forms timed by the yell and hum of the gale sounding high above the crash of the breaking surge and the shattering of wave by wave as though in very truth it fetched an echo of its own deafening155 roaring out of the dark sky rushing low over this tremendous scene of commotion156.
Whatever it might be that blew, whether a straight-lined hurricane or some wing of rotating storm, it lasted for three days; not, indeed, continuing the terrible severity with which it had set in, for we were all afterwards agreed that a few hours of the weight of tempest that had first sprung upon us must have beaten the yacht down to her grave by mere blows of green seas, let alone the addition of the incalculable pressure of the wind. The stay-foresail in one blast that caught the yacht when topping a sea was blown into rags, and whirled up into the dusklike smoke. A fragment of headsail was wanted, but whilst some men were clawing forwards to effect what was necessary the vessel shipped a sea that carried three of them overboard like chips of wood, leaving the fourth stranded157 in the scuppers as far aft as the gangway with his neck and both legs broken! We were but a small ship, and luxurious158 fittings counted for nothing in such a hellish tumblefication as that. Wilfrid kept his berth nearly the whole time, having slightly sprained159 his ankle, which topped by the motion prohibited him from extending his leg by so much as a single stride. On the other hand Miss Laura would not leave the cabin. I endeavoured to persuade her to take some rest in her bunk, but to no purpose. I did what I could to make her comfortable, crawled like a rat to her berth, where I found her maid half dead with fright and nausea160, procured161 a pillow, rugs, and so forth162, got her over to the lee side, where there was not much risk of her rolling off the sofa, and snugged163 her to the best of my ability. I sat with her constantly, said what I could to keep her spirits up, procured food for her, fell asleep at her side holding her hand, saw to her maid, and in a word acted the part of a devoted164 lover. But heaven bless us, what a time it was! I would sometimes wonder whether if the ‘Shark’ met with this gale, she had seaworthiness enough to outlive it. Occasionally Finn would arrive haggard, streaming, the completest figure imaginable of a tempest-beaten-man, and report of matters above; but I remember wishing him at the devil when he told us of the loss of the four men, for a more depressing piece of news could not have reached us at such a time, and Miss Laura’s spirits seemed to utterly165 break down under it. It was impossible to light the galley166 fire, and we had to subsist167 upon the remains168 of past cookery and on tinned food. However, Finn told us that on the evening of the first day of the gale the cook had fallen and broken two fingers of his right hand: so that could a fire have been kindled169 there was no one to prepare a hot meal for us.
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But a little before eleven o’clock on the night of the third day the gale broke. I was sitting alongside Miss Jennings in the cabin, with a plate of biscuit and ham on my knee, off which she and I were making a lover’s meal, I popping little pieces into her mouth as she lay pillowed close against my arm, then taking a snack myself, then applying a flask170 of sherry to her lips and finding the wine transformed into nectar by her kiss of the silver mouth of the flask. A steward sat crouching in the corner of the cabin; the lamp burnt dimly, for there had been some difficulty in obtaining oil for it and the mesh171 was therefore kept low. Suddenly, I witnessed a flash of yellow moonshine upon the porthole directly facing me, and with a shout of exultation172 I sprang to my feet, giving no heed173 to the plate that fell in a crash upon the deck, and crying out, ‘Thank God, here’s fine weather coming at last!’ I made a spring to the companion steps and hauled myself up through the hatch.
It was a sight I would not have missed witnessing for much. The moon at that instant had swept into a clear space of indigo174 black heaven; her light flashed fair upon the vast desolation of swollen175 waters; every foaming176 head of sea glanced with an ivory whiteness that by contrast with the black welter upon which it broke showed with something of the glory of crystalline snow beheld in sunlight; the clouds had broken and were sailing across the sky in dense177 dark masses; it still blew violently, but there was a deep peculiar178 note in the roar of the wind aloft, which was assurance positive to a nautical179 ear that the strength of the gale was exhausted180, just as in a humming-top the tone lowers and lowers yet as the thing slackens its revolutions. By one o’clock that morning it was no more than a moderate breeze with a high angry swell, of which, however, Finn made nothing; for after escorting Miss Jennings to her cabin I heard them making sail on deck; and when, having had a short chat with Wilfrid, who lay in his bunk earnestly thanking God that the weather had mended, I went on deck to take a last look round before turning in, I found the wind shifted to west-north-west and the ‘Bride’ swarming181 and plunging182 over the strong southerly swell under a whole mainsail, gaff foresail and jib, with hands sheeting home the square topsail, Crimp singing out in the waist, and Finn making a sailor’s supper off a ship’s biscuit in one hand and a cube of salt junk in the other by the light of the moon.
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166 galley | |
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174 indigo | |
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175 swollen | |
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178 peculiar | |
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