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‘The men have worked very well, Lady Monson,’ said I. ‘They will rig up a sail promptly7 for you, I am sure. I am not in command of them, as of course you know, but they have attended cheerfully to many of my suggestions. They were your husband’s servants, madam.’
‘And therefore mine, if you put it so,’ she answered with an angry flash of her eyes at me.
‘I have no doubt,’ said I, ‘that they will be willing to do any thing you may desire,’ and with that I stepped to the side to see what they were about, with so strong an aversion in me that I could only heartily8 hope it would never betray me into any more defined expression of it than mere9 manner might convey.
Laura came to my side as though to observe with me what the men were about, and whispered, ‘She is very trying, Mr. Monson, but bear with her. It will not need a long imprisonment10 of this kind to tame her.’
‘My dearest,’ said I, ‘I have not a word to say against her. My quarrel is with you.’ She stared at me. ‘I call you Laura! Again and again last night you let me tell you I loved you. By your own admission I am your sweetheart, and yet you call me Mr. Monson.’
‘Oh, I will call you Charles; I never thought of it!’ she exclaimed, blushing rosy11. ‘What are the men doing?’ she exclaimed, peering as though engrossed12 by the movements of the seamen13.
Cutbill was winding14 away at the shell-thickened side of the galleon15 with an auger16; further aft stood Head similarly employed. On a line with my face as I looked down there was a finger-thick coil of water spouting17 out of the vessel18’s side, smoking upon the rocks and streaming away in a rivulet19 into holes which it overflowed20. I explained to Laura the fellows’ employment.
‘They have a notion,’ said I, ‘that there may be treasure contained in the hold of this old galleon, but before they can search they must empty her of the water she is full of. Below there!’ I called.
Finn looked up. ‘I see that you have bored through her,’ said I. ‘Is her side hard?’
‘As stone, sir,’ he answered. ‘The shells come away pretty easy, but her timber’s growed into regular iron.’
I asked him how many holes they were going to pierce. He answered three, that she might be draining handsomely through the night.
‘The sooner we can rig up a sail, Finn, to serve as a shelter, the better,’ I called down to him. ‘When the sun is gone there’ll be nothing to see by. The men will be wanting their supper too; then there’s that lump of a porpoise22 to be got out of the craft, for we don’t want to be poisoned as well as shipwrecked; and if daylight enough lives after all this,’ I continued, ‘we ought to beach high and dry as much as we can come at to-night that may be washing about out of the yacht down there, in case it should come[310] on to blow. There’s no moving on this island for the holes in it when the darkness falls.’
‘Ay, ay, sir, we’ll be with ye in a jiffy,’ he answered.
‘What think you of this marine23 show?’ I said to Laura.
‘It is too beautiful to believe real. The mermaids24 have made a garden of this ship. How lovingly, with what exquisite25 taste have they decorated these old decks!’
‘Happy for us,’ I exclaimed, ‘that the earthquake should have struck her fair, and brought her, beflowered and bejewelled as she is, to the surface. She is more than an asylum26. She compels our attention and comes between us and our thoughts and fears.’
‘Would she float, do you think, if all the water were to be let out of her?’
‘I would not stake a kiss from you, Laura, on it, but unless she is full of petrified27 cargo28 and ocean deposit, stones, shells, and so on, I don’t see why she shouldn’t swim, though she might float deep.’
‘Imagine if we could launch her and save our lives by her!’ cried Laura, clasping her hands; then changing her voice and casting down her eyes she added: ‘I must go to Henrietta. She watches me intently. She wonders that I can smile, I dare say; and I wonder too when I think for an instant. Poor Wilfrid! poor Wilfrid! and my maid too, and the others who are lying dead in that calm sea.’
She moved away slowly towards her sister.
I looked about me for a forecastle or maindeck hatch or any signs of an entrance into the silent interior under foot, but the crust of shells and the grass and plants and vegetation concealed29 everything. Both the front of the poop and that of the short raised quarter-deck seemed inlaid with shells like a grotto30. There was doubtless a cabin under the poop, with probably a door off the quarter-deck, and windows in the cabin front to be come at by beating and scraping. It might furnish us with a shelter, but how would it show? What apparel had the sea clothed it with? An emotion of deep awe31 filled and subdued32 me when I looked at this ship. I was sufficiently33 well acquainted with old types of craft to guess the century to which this vessel had belonged, and even supposing her to have been one of the very last of the ships of her particular build and shape, yet even then I might make sure that she could not be of a less age than a hundred and twenty or thirty years, so that I might safely assume that she had been resting in the motionless dark-green depths of this ocean for above a hundred years. She had been a three-masted vessel, but all traces of her mizen-mast had vanished. Her figure made one think of a tub, the sides slightly pressed in. All about her bows was so thickly encrusted with shells that it was impossible to guess the character of the structure there. I traced the outline of a beak34 or projection35 at the stem head with a hollow betwixt it and the fore5 part of the forecastle deck. Little more was to be gathered, for all curves and[311] outlines here were thickened into grotesque36 bigness of round and surface out of their original proportions and shape by deposits of shells. Indeed, the well in the head was choked with marine vegetation. It was like a square of tropic soil loaded with the eager growths of a fat and irresistible37 vitality38, appearances as of guinea grass, wondrous39 imitations of tufts of rushes, beds of pink and feathering mosses40, star blossoms, thickets41 of delicate filaments42, gorgeous heads in velvet43, snake-like trailings, sea-roses, dark satin masses of plants of a crimson44 colour, and a hundred other such things, with a subsoil of shells, whose dyes glanced through the growth in gleams of purple and orange and pearl and apple-green, in shapes of mitres, harps45, volutes, and so forth46.
The men now arrived on board; three holes had been pierced in the galleon’s side, and the water hissed47 with a refreshing48 sound on to the rocks, intermingled with the faint lipping of the brine that was slowly filtering down the sides from the main-deck. Finn’s first directions were to make an awning of the stay-foresail. The canvas had long ago dried out into its original whiteness, so fiery50 had been the heat of the sun, and so ardent51 the temperature of this porous52 island. The sail was easily spread. The stump53 of the foremast, as I have before said, was close into the head; the sparkling shaft54 served as an upright for the head of the sail to be seized to, and the wide foot of it, shelving like the roof of a house, was secured to the bows. For that night, at all events, we chose the forecastle to rest on, partly because we happened to be on it and our provisions were stocked there, and next because the main-deck was still almost awash; and then, again, there was the great porpoise to get rid of, and, in truth, until one could force an entrance into the craft it mattered little at which end of her one lay.
The sun still floated about half an hour above the sea. I had again and again looked yearningly55 around the firm, light-blue ocean line, but the azure56 circle ran flawless to either hand the wedge of dark-red gold that floated without a tremble in the dazzle of it under the sun.
‘Nothing can show in this here calm, sir,’ said Finn, as I brought my eyes away from the sea. ‘No use expecting of steam; and, what’s moved by wind ain’t going to hurry itself this weather, sir.’
‘Let’s get supper,’ said I. ‘There should be starlight enough anon, I think, Finn, to enable us to fill a couple of the empty casks with the sweetest of the water that we can find in those holes.
‘It can be managed, I dorn’t doubt,’ said he.
‘These here chests, capt’n,’ exclaimed Cutbill, indicating the three sailors’ boxes that we had hoisted57 aboard, ‘belonged to O’Connor, Blake, and Tom Wilkinson. How do we stand as consarns our meddling58 with ’em?’
‘How d’ye suppose, William?’ answered Finn. ‘Use ’em, man, use ’em.’
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‘Hain’t the dead got no rights?’ inquired Dowling.
‘Ay, where there’s law, mate,’ responded Finn, with a half-grin at me; ‘but there’s no law on the top crust of an airthquake, and I allow that whatever may come to us in such a place is ourn to do what we like with.’
‘Oh, certainly,’ I cried; ‘who the deuce wants to discuss the subject of law and dead men’s rights here? Overhaul59 those chests, Dowling, and use whatever you want that you may find in them.’
But one saw the mariner’s prejudices in the way in which the sailors opened and inspected the contents of the boxes. Had they had the handling of a portmanteau of mine or a trunk belonging to Wilfrid they might not have shown themselves so sensitive; but these were the chests of dead shipmates and messmates, of men they had gone aloft with, eaten and drank with, skylarked and enjoyed sailors’ pleasure with, and I saw they felt that they were doing a sort of violence to forecastle traditions by handling the vanished Jacks’ little property without the sort of right to do so which on board ship they would have obtained by a sale of articles at the mast. However, they found tobacco and pipes, which went far towards reconciling them towards Finn’s theory of appropriation60. They also met with shoes, which were an unspeakable comfort to Dowling and Head, who were barefooted, and in torture with every step they took from the sharp edges and points of shells. There were rude articles of clothing too, which, when dried, would give the men a shift.
Well, we got supper, and when the meal was ended, there being yet a little space of daylight in the west, Cutbill, Dowling, and Head went to the beach to roll empty water-casks near to the galleon for filling with such water as we could find that was least brackish61, and to drag clear of the wash of the sea any further casks and cases of provisions, wine, and the like, which they might chance to come across. Johnson continued too feeble to be of use. We had three mattresses62 already as dry as if they had never touched salt water, and one of them I unrolled and made the poor creature lie upon it. Then Finn and I went about to prepare for the night whilst we could still see. We stretched the gaff foresail over the plants and shrubs64, placed the other two mattresses on one side of it, covering them with a portion of the sail-cloth that the ladies might have clean couches, and made a roll of the sail at the head of these mattresses to serve as a bolster65. Tough as the growth of plants on the deck was, stiff as steel as I had thought at first, they proved brittle66 for the most part to rough usage, and were speedily broken by our tramping and stamping so as to form a sort of mattress63 under the sail, and we were grateful enough when by-and-by we came to lie down for the intervention67 of these petals68 and leaves and bulbs between our bones and the flint-like surface of the shells, as barbed and jagged as though formed of scissors and thumbscrews.
The sun sank and the darkness of the evening swept over the[313] sea as swiftly as the shadow of a storm, but it proved a glorious dusk, fine, clear, glittering though dark, the sky like cloth of silver, flashful in places with a view of the cross of the southern hemisphere low down to make one contrast this heat and stillness and placid69 grandeur70 of constellations71 with the roaring of Cape72 Horn and the rush of the mountain-high surge, down upon which that divinely planted symbol was gazing with trembling eyes. Nothing sounded save the plashing of the fountains of water spouting from the sides of the galleon, and the soft, cat-like breathing of the black line of sea sliding up and down the beach.
The men had made short work of filling the casks; and leaving them where they stood for the night, had clambered afresh to the forecastle. It was now too dark to deal with the porpoise; so we agreed to let the great thing rest till the morning. I and one or two of the others had tinder-boxes, and the means therefore of procuring73 a light, but we were without candles or lantern. This was a hardship in the absence of the moon that rose so late as to be worthless to us and that would be a new moon presently without light; though if I thought of that it was only to hope in God’s name that the rise of the silver paring would find us safe on board some ship homeward bound.
We were unable to distinguish more of one another than the vague outlines of our figures, and this only against the stars over the crested74 height of bulwark75, for the sail we had spread as an awning deepened the gloom; the growths on the galleon’s decks were black, and the shadows lay very thick to the height of the rail where the spangled atmosphere glistened77 to the edge of the stretched sail overhead. The faces of Laura and her sister showed in a dream-like glimmer78. Finn and I had made a little barricade79 of casks, cases, and the like betwixt the mattresses on which the ladies were to lie and the other part of the forecastle, that they might enjoy the trifling80 privacy such an arrangement as this could furnish them with. The men formed into a group round about the mattress where Johnson lay, and lighted the pipes which they had been fortunate enough to meet with in the seamen’s chests. As they sucked hard at the bowls the glowing tobacco would cast a faint coming and going light upon their faces. They subdued their voices out of respect to us, and their tones ran along in a half-smothered growl81. Much of their talk was about the yacht, her loss, their drowned mates, and the like. I sat beside Laura, with Lady Monson seated at a little distance from her sister, and we often hushed our own whispers to listen to the men. Their superstitions83 were stirred by their situation. This galleon lay under the stars, a huge looming84 mystery, vomited86 but a little while since from the vast depths of yonder black ocean; and now that the night had come her presence, her aspect, the stillness in her of the hushed, unconjecturable, fathomless87 liquid solitude88 out of which she had been hurled89, stirred them to their souls. I could tell that by the superstitious90 character of their talk. They told stories of[314] their drowned shipmates’ behaviour on the preceding day—repeated remarks to which nothing but death could give the slightest significance. Johnson in a feeble voice from his mattress said that O’Connor half an hour before the yacht struck told him that he felt very uneasy, and that he’d give all he owned if there were a Roman Catholic priest on board that he might confess to him. He had led a sinful life, and he had made up his mind to give up the sea and to find work if he could in a religious house. ‘I thought it queer,’ added Johnson in accents so weak that they were painful to listen to, ‘that a chap like that there O’Connor, who was always a-bragging and a-grinning and joking, should grow troubled with his conscience all on a sudden. Never knew he was a Papish till he got lamenting91 that there warn’t a priest aboard to confess to.’
‘Mates,’ said Finn, whose voice sounded hollow in the darkness, ‘when death’s a-coming for a man he’ll often hail him, sometimes a good bit afore he arrives. The sperrit has ears, and it’s them that hears him, men. O’Connor had heard that hail, but only the secret parts in him onderstood it, and they set him a commiserating92 of himself for having lived sinfully, and started him on craving93 for some chap as he at all events could reckon holy, t’whom he could tell how bad he’d been. Though what good the spinning of a long yarn94 about his hevil ways into an old chap’s ear was going to do him, I’m not here to explain.’
Then Cutbill had something to tell of poor old Jacob Crimp, and Head of a shipmate whose name I forget. But they rumbled95 away presently from depressing topics into the more cheerful consideration of the contents of the galleon’s hold. I sat hand in hand with Laura listening.
‘This time yesterday,’ said I, ‘the cabin of the “Bride” was a blaze of light. I see the dinner table sparkling with glass and silver, the rich carpet, the elegant hangings, the lustrous96 glance of mirrors. What is there that makes life so dreamlike and unreal as the ocean? The reality of one moment is in a breath made a vision, a memory of in the next. The noble fabric97 of a ship melts like a snowflake, and her people vanish as utterly98 as though they had been transformed into spirits.’
‘Fire will destroy more completely than the ocean!’ exclaimed Lady Monson.
‘I think not,’ said I; ‘fire leaves ashes, the sea nothing.’
‘To the eye,’ said Lady Monson.
‘This time to-morrow we may be sailing home, Charles,’ said Laura.
‘Heaven grant it! Give me once more, Laura, the pavements of Piccadilly under my feet, and I believe there is no man in all England eloquent99 enough to persuade me that what we have undergone from the hour of our departure in the “Bride” to the hour of our return in the whatever her name may prove actually happened.’
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‘But I am real,’ she whispered, and I felt her hand tremble in mine.
I pressed her fingers to my lips. Had Lady Monson been out of hearing I should have known what to say. I tried to put a cheerful face upon our perilous100 and extraordinary position, but I found it absolutely impossible to talk of anything else than our chances of escape, how long we were to be imprisoned101, Wilfrid’s death, the destruction of the yacht, incidents of the voyage, and the like. I spoke102 freely of these matters, caring little for Lady Monson’s presence. One of the men in talking with the others said something about the ‘Eliza Robbins,’ and Laura, turning to her sister, exclaimed:
‘I hope some other ship may take us off. How could you have endured such a horrid103 atmosphere, Henrietta, even for the short time you lived on board her?’
But to this her ladyship deigned104 no reply; her silence was ominous105, full of wrath106. I can imagine that she abhorred107 her sister at that moment for recalling that ship, and the infamous108 withering109 memories which the mere utterance110 of the name carried with it. She rose as though to go to the galleon’s side, but sat again after the first stride, finding the deck with its slippery and cutting shells and its tripping interlacery of growths too ugly a platform to traverse in the dark. I had hoped that she would break through the husk of sulkiness, haughtiness111, selfishness with which she had sheathed112 herself for such comfort as Laura might have obtained from some little show in her sister of geniality113 and humanity and sympathetic perception of the dire49 disaster that had befallen us. There was indeed a time that evening when I believed her temper was mending; for during some interval114 of our listening to the conversation of the sailors Laura spoke of Muffin, of the horror and fear that had possessed115 him that night of the severe squall when I found him on his knees, his detestation of the sea, his eagerness to get home, his tricks to terrify Wilfrid into altering the yacht’s course, and how the poor wretch’s struggles in that way seemed now justified116 by his being drowned, ‘so much so,’ added Laura, ‘that I cannot bear to think of the unfortunate fellow having been whipped by the men.’
On hearing this, Lady Monson began to ask questions. Apparently117 she had been ignorant until now that Muffin was on board the ‘Bride.’ Naturally, she perfectly118 well remembered him, for the man was her husband’s valet some time before she ran off with the Colonel. Her inquiries119 led to Laura telling her of the tricks that Muffin had played. The girl’s voice faltered120 when she spoke of the phosphoric writing on the cabin wall.
‘What words did Muffin write?’ asked Lady Monson.
‘Oh, Henrietta!’ exclaimed Laura, who paused to a tremulous sigh, and then added, ‘He wrote, “Return to baby.”’
I might have imagined there would be something in this to have silenced her ladyship for a while, but apparently there was as[316] little virtue121 in thoughts of her child to touch her as in thoughts of her husband. She asked coldly, but in a sort of dictatorial122, pressing way, as though eager to scrape over this mention of her child as you might crowd sail on your ship to run her into deep water off a shoal on which her keel is hung: ‘This Muffin was a ventriloquist too, you say?’
I could guess how grieved and shocked Laura was by the tone of her answer. She told her sister how the valet had tricked us with his voice, how he had been sent forward into the forecastle to work as a sailor, and how the men had punished him on discovering that it was he who terrified them. Several times Lady Monson broke into a short laugh, of a music so rich and glad that one might easily have imagined such notes could proceed only from a very angel of a woman. I did not doubt that she sang most ravishingly, and as her laughter fell upon my ear in the great shadow of that galleon, with the narrow breadth of star-clad sky twinkling with blue and green and white-faced orbs123, there arose before me the vision of her ladyship seated at the piano with the gallant124 Colonel Hope-Kennedy turning the pages of the music for her, and sweet, true, unsuspicious little Laura listening well pleased, and my poor half-witted cousin maybe up in the nursery playing with his baby.
However, as I have said, this was but a short burst on Lady Monson’s part. Laura’s reference to the ‘Eliza Robbins’ silenced her; then Laura and I fell still, her hand in mine, and we listened to the men, who were talking of the galleon, and arguing over the state and contents of her hold.
‘Well, treasure ain’t perishable125 anyhow,’ said Cutbill.
‘That’s all right,’ answered Finn, whose deep sea voice I was glad to hear had regained126 something of its old heartiness127. ‘Gold’s gold whether it’s wan21 or wan thousand years old. But what I says is, bar treasure, as ye calls it, which ’ee may or may not find—and I hope ye may, I’m sure—there ain’t nothen worth coming at in the inside of a wessel that was founded, quite likely as not, afore George the Fust was born.’
‘But take a cargo of wine,’ said Dowling. ‘I’ve been told that these here galleons128 was often chock ablock with wines and sperrits of fust-rate quality. The longer ’ee keep wine the more waluable it becomes.’
‘If there’s nought129 but wine,’ said Cutbill, ‘better put on a clean shirt, mate, and tarn130 in. There’ll be nothen in any cask under these here hatches that worn’t have become salt water after all them years. Dorn’t go and smile in your dreams to the notion that there’ll be anything fit to drink below.’
‘How long’s she going to take to drain out, I wonder?’ said Head.
‘I allow she’ll be empty by the time you’ve lifted the hatches,’ answered Finn; ‘that’ll be a job to test the beef in ’ee, lads.’
‘Well,’ cried Dowling, ‘there’ll be no leaving this here island, as far as I’m consarned, till the old hooker’s been overhauled131. Skin[317] me, capt’n, if there mayn’t be enough aboard to let a man up ashore132 as a gentleman for life, and here sits a sailor as wants what he can get. I’ve lost all my clothes and a matter of three pun fifteen on top of them. Blarst the sea, says I!’
‘Belay that,’ growled133 Cutbill; ‘recollect who’s a listening onto ye.’
‘How long’s this island going to remain in the road?’ asked Head; ‘do it always mean to stop here? They’ll have to put a lighthouse upon it.’
‘Likely as not, it’ll go down just as it came up,’ answered the sick voice of Johnson.
Laura started. ‘That may not be an idle fancy, Charles,’ she whispered.
‘Do you think this hulk would float, captain,’ I called out, ‘if the head of this rock were to subside134, as Johnson yonder suggests?’
‘Well, she ain’t buried, sir!’ he exclaimed; ‘there’s nothen to stop her from remaining behind, that I can see, if she’s buoyant enough to swim. If she’s pretty nigh hollow she’ll do it, I allow; for look at the shape of her. As there’s a chance of such a thing, then, when she’s done draining, we’d better plug the holes we’ve made.’
‘I’ll see to that,’ said Dowling; ‘there’s no leaving of her with me till I’ve seen what’s inside of her.’
Here Head delivered a yawn like a howl.
‘It will be proper to keep a look-out, I suppose, sir,’ said Finn.
‘Why, yes,’ I answered; ‘the night is silent enough now, but there may come a breeze of wind at any minute and bring along a ship, and one pair of eyes at least must be on the watch.’
‘There’s nothen aboard to make a flare135 with,’ said Cutbill; ‘a pity. This here’s a speck136 of rock to miss a short way off in the dark.’
‘It cannot be helped,’ I exclaimed; ‘we have all of us done a hard day’s work since dawn, and there is always in a miserable137 business of this sort some job or other that must be kept waiting. There’s plenty of stuff on the beach to collect to-morrow. As for to-night, a breeze may come, as I have said, but mark how hotly those stars burn. There’ll be but little air stirring, I fear.’
‘There are four of us to keep a look-out, lads,’ said Finn.
‘Five,’ I interrupted; ‘I’m one of you. I’ll stand my watch!’
‘Very good, sir,’ said Finn. ‘An hour and a half apiece. That’ll bring us fair on to daybreak.’
‘There ain’t no timepiece aboard that’s going,’ said Head; ‘how’s a man to know when his watch is up?’
‘Well, damn it, ye must guess,’ growled Cutbill sulkily and sleepily.
‘I’m the least tired of you all, I believe,’ said I; ‘so with your good leave, lads, I’ll keep the first look-out.’
This was agreed to; the men knocked the ashes out of their pipes, and, with a rough call of ‘Good-night’ to the ladies and myself, lay down upon the sail.
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They occupied the port side of the galleon’s forecastle, and made a little huddle138 of shadows upon the faintness of the canvas, well apart from where the mattresses for the ladies had been placed. Indeed, as you will suppose, the gaff foresail of a schooner139 of the dimensions of the ‘Bride’ provided a plentiful140 area of sail-cloth, and the space between the ladies and the sailors could have been considerably141 widened yet, had the main-deck been dry enough to use.
‘Where am I to lie?’ demanded Lady Monson.
‘Your sister, I am sure, will give you choice of either mattress,’ said I. ‘These casks and cases will keep you as select as though they were the bulkhead of a cabin.’
‘A dreadful bed!’ she cried. ‘How long is it possible for these horrors to last? I am without a single convenience. There is not even a looking-glass. To be chased and hunted down to this!’ she added in a voice under her breath, as though thinking aloud, whilst her respiration142 was tremulous with passion.
‘I wish the deck was fit to walk on,’ said Laura; ‘I do not feel sleepy. I should like to walk up and down with you, Charles.’
‘It would be worse than pacing a cabbage-field, my dear,’ said I. ‘You are worn out, but will not know it until your head is pillowed. Let me see you comfortable.’
She at once rose, went to the mattress that was nearest the vessel’s side, and seated herself upon it, preparatory to stretching her limbs.
‘I should like that bed,’ said Lady Monson. ‘I suffer terribly from the heat. Your blood runs more coldly than mine, Laura.’
‘Either bed will do for me, Henrietta,’ answered the girl with a pleasant little laugh, and she stepped on to the other couch, and stretched herself along it.
I turned the edge of the sail over her feet, saw that the roll of the canvas made a comfortable bolster for her, and tenderly bidding her ‘Good-night,’ crossed to the other side of the deck, leaving to Lady Monson the task of adjusting her own fine figure, and of snugging143 herself according to her fancy. It was about nine o’clock by the stars. Now that the men had ceased speaking, and the hush82 as of slumber144 had descended145 upon this galleon, I cannot express how mysterious and awful was the stillness. You heard nothing but the cascading146 of the water from the holes in the vessel’s side, a soft fountain-like hissing147 sound, and the stealthy, delicate seething148 of the sea slipping up and down the honeycombed beach. The men at a little distance away breathed heavily in the deep slumber that had swiftly overtaken them. Once Johnson spoke in a dream, and his disjointed syllables149, amid that deep ocean serenity150, grated harshly on every nerve. The heavens overhead were blotted151 out by the stretched space of canvas, but aft the line of the galleon rose, broken and black, against the stars which floated in clouds of silver in the velvet dusk of the sky. The silence seemed like some material thing, creeping,[319] as though it were an atmosphere, to this central speck of rock, out of the remote glistening152 reaches of the huge circle of the horizon.
But deeper than any silence that could reign153 betwixt the surface of the earth and the stars was the stillness of the bottom of the ocean that had risen with this galleon, the dumbness which filled the blackness of her stonified interior. Imagination grew active in me as I sent my sleepless154 eye over the sombre, mysterious loom76 of the ship to where the narrow deck of the poop went in a gentle acclivity, cone-shaped, to the luminaries155 which glanced over the short line of her taffrail like the gaze of the spectres of her crew, who would presently be noiselessly creeping over the sides. I figured, and indeed beheld156, the ship in the days of her glory, her sides a bright yellow, the grim lips of little ordnance157 grinning through portholes, the flash of brass158 swivel-guns upon the line of her poop and quarter-deck rail, her canvas spreading on high, round, spacious159, flowing and of a lily-white brightness, enriched by flaring160 pennants161, many ells in length, with figures aft and forward, Spanish ladies in gay and radiant attire162, their black eyes shining, their long veils floating on the tropic breeze, grave se?ors in plumed163 hats, rich cloaks half draping the sheaths of jewel-hilted swords, a priest or two, shaven, sallow, with a bead-like pupil of the eye in the corner of the sockets164; the pilot and the captain pacing yonder deck together, and where I was standing165, crowds of quaintly-apparelled mariners166 with long hair and chocolate cheeks, yet with roughest voices rendered melodious167 by utterance of the majestic168 dialects of their country—and then I thought of her resting, as I now beheld her, motionless in the tideless, dark-green waters at the bottom of the ocean!—figures of her people, lying, sitting, standing round about her in the attitudes they were drowned in, preserved from decay by the petrifying169 stagnation170 of the currentless dark brine.
It was now that I was alone, the deep breathing of sleepers171 rising from the deck near me, the eyes of my mind quickened by high-strung imagination into perception, vivid as actuality itself, of the visions of this galleon in her sunlit heyday172 and then in her glory of shells and plants in the unimaginable hush of the fathomless void from which she had emerged, that I fell to thinking gravely and wonderingly over what Johnson, the sick sailor, had said touching173 the possibility of this island’s sudden disappearance174. Of such volcanic175 upheavals176 as this I had read and heard again and again. Sometimes the land thus created stood for years; sometimes it vanished within a few hours of its formation.
I particularly recollected177 a story that I had met with in the ‘Naval Chronicle’; how two ships were in company off a height of land rising sixty feet above the level of the sea, that was uncharted and unknown to the captains of the vessels178, though one of them had been in those waters a few weeks before and both men were intimately well-acquainted with the navigation of that tract179 of ocean; how after masters and crews had been staring, lost[320] in wonder, at the tall, pale, sterile180, sugar-loaf acclivity, one of the commanders sent a boat over in charge of his mate, that he might land and return with a report; when, whilst the boat was within a long musket-shot of the island, the land sank softly but swiftly without noise, and with so small a commotion181 of the sea following the disappearance of the loftiest point of peak, that the darkening of the surface of the ocean with ripples182 there seemed as no more than the shadow of a current.
This and like yarns183 ran in my head, and indeed the more I thought of it the more I seemed to fancy that this head of pumice upon which the galleon was seated was of the right sort to crumble184 down flat all in a minute. Why, think of the height of it! Since those times I believe the plummet185 has sounded the depths of that part of the equinoctial waters, but in those days the ocean there was held unsearchable. Was it all lava186 that had been spewed up? some mountain of volcanic vomit85, hardened by the brine into an altitude of many thousands of feet from ooze187 to summit; and hollow as a drum, too, with a mere film of crust on top? Oh God! I mused188, wrung189 from head to foot with a shudder190; think of this crust yielding, letting the galleon sink miles down the gigantic shaft of porous stuff, the walls on top yet standing above the water-line, high enough to prevent the sea from rolling into the titanic191 funnel192! Gracious love! figure our being alive when we got to the bottom, and looking up at the mere star of daylight that stared down upon us from the vast distance as the galleon grounded on a bottom deeper than the seat of the hell of the medi?val terrorists!
I shook my head; such a fancy was like to drive me mad—with the sort of possibility of it, too, in its way. Could I have but stirred my stumps193 I might have been able to walk off something of my mood of horror, but every pace along that deck was like wading194 and floundering. I went to the high forecastle rail and leaned my arms upon it and looked into the night, and presently the beauty and the serenity and the wide mystery of the dark ocean brimming to the wheeling stars worked in me with the influence of a benediction195; my pulse slackened and I grew calm. What could the worst that befel us signify but death? I reflected; and I thought of my cousin sleeping in the black void yonder. The splashing of the water streaming from the holes in the side sounded refreshingly196 upon the ears. There was a suggestion as of caressing197 in the tender noise of the dark fingers of the sea blindly and softly pawing the incline of the beach. The atmosphere was hot, but the edge of its fever was blunted by the dew.
Thus passed the time, and when I thought my hour and a half had gone I stepped quietly over to Finn and shook him, and with a sailor’s promptitude he sprang to his feet, understanding, dead as his slumber had been, our situation and arrangements the instant he opened his eyes. My mind was full, nor was I yet sleepy, and I could have talked long with him on the thoughts which had visited me. But to what purpose? There was nothing[321] that he could have suggested. Like others in desperate straits our business was to wait and hope and help ourselves as best we could. I took a peep at Laura before lying down; she lay motionless, sound asleep, breathing regularly. Lady Monson stirred as I was in the act of withdrawing, and laughed low and so oddly that I knew it was a dreamer’s mirth.
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winding
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vitality
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velvet
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crimson
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refreshing
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dire
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fiery
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ardent
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stump
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shaft
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yearningly
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azure
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hoisted
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overhaul
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appropriation
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mattresses
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bolster
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brittle
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intervention
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superstitions
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