Our haste, however, availed us little, for there was no wind at all. We lay for over two hours under the weird1 light, over-canopied by the red- brown cloud, while the explosions shook the foundations of the world. Nobody ventured below. The sails flapped idly from the masts: the blocks and spars creaked: the three-cornered waves rose straight up and fell again as though reaching from the deep.
When the men first began to sweat the sails up, evidently in preparation for an immediate2 departure, I objected vehemently3.
"You aren't going to leave him on the island," I cried. "He'll die of starvation."
They did not answer me; but after a little more, when my expostulations had become more positive, Handy Solomon dropped the halliard, and drew me to one side.
"Look here, you," he snarled4, "you'd better just stow your gab5. You're lucky to be here yourself, let alone botherin' your thick head about anybody else, and you can kiss the Book on that! Do you know why you ain't with them carrion6?" He jerked his thumb toward the beach. "It's because Solomon Anderson's your friend. Thrackles would have killed you in a minute 'count of his bit hand. I got you your chance. Now don't you be a fool, for I ain't goin' to stand between you and them another time. Besides, he won't last long if that volcano keeps at it."
He left me. Whatever truth lay in his assumption of friendship, and I doubted there existed much of either truth or friendship in him, I saw the common sense of his advice. I was in no position to dictate7 a course of action.
After the sails were on her we gathered at the starboard rail to watch the shore. There the hills ran into inky blackness, as the horizon sometimes merges8 into a thunder squall. A dense9 white steam came from the creek10 bed within the arroyo11. The surges beat on the shore louder than the ordinary, and the foam12, even in these day hours, seemed to throw up a faint phosphorescence. Frequent earthquakes oscillated the landscape. We watched, I do not know for what, our eyes straining into the murk of the island. Nobody thought of the chest, which lay on the cabin table aft. I contributed maliciously13 my bit to their fear.
"These volcanic14 islands sometimes sink entirely," I suggested, "and in that case we'd be carried down by the suction."
It was intended merely to increase their uneasiness, but, strangely enough, after a few moments it ended by imposing15 itself on my own fears. I began to be afraid the island would sink, began to watch for it, began to share the fascinated terror of these men.
The suspense16 after a time became unbearable17, for while the portent-- whether physical or moral we were too far under its influence to distinguish--grew momentarily, our own souls did not expand in due correspondence. We talked of towing, of kedging out, of going to any extreme, even to small boats. Then just as we were about to move toward some accomplishment18, a new phenomenon chained our attention to the shore.
In the mouth of the arroyo appeared a red glow. A moment later a wave of lava19, white-hot, red, iridescent20, cooling to a black crust cracked in incandescence21, rolled majestically22 out over the grassy23 plain. Each instant it grew in volume, until the ravine must have been flowing half full.
Before its scorching24 the grasses even at the edge of the sea were smoking, and our camp had already burst into flames. We had to shield our faces against the heat, and the wooden railing under our hands was growing warm.
Pulz turned an ashy countenance25 toward us.
"My God," he screamed. "What's going to happen when she hits the sea?"
She hit the sea, and immediately a great cloud of steam arose, and the hissing26 as of a thousand serpents. We felt the strong suction under our keel, and staggered under the jerk of the ship's cable as she swung toward the beach. The paint was beginning to crackle along the rail. We could see nothing for the scalding white veil that enveloped27 us; we could hear nothing for the roar of steam, the bombardment of explosions, and the crash of thunder; but our nostrils28 were assaulted by a most unearthly medley29 of smells.
"Hell's loose," growled30 Thrackles.
We were clinging hard as the ship reeled. Huge surges were racing31 in from seaward, growing larger with each successive billow.
Handy Solomon raised his head, listened intently, and struck his forehead.
"Wind," he screamed at the top of his voice, and jumped for the halliards.
Thrackles followed him, but no one else moved. In an instant the two were back, striking and kicking savagely32, rousing their companions to the danger. We all laid into the canvas like mad, and in no time had snugged33 down to a staysail and the peak of our mainsail. Thrackles drew his knife and jumped for the cable, while Handy Solomon, his eyes snapping, seized the wheel.
We finished just in time. I was turning away after tying the last gasket on the foresail, when the deck up-ended and tipped me headforemost into the starboard scupper. At the same time a smother34 of salt water blew over the port rail, now far above me, to drench35 me as thoroughly36 as though I had fallen overboard. I brushed out my eyes to find the ship smack37 on her beam ends, and the wind howling by from the sea.
I had company enough in the scuppers. Only Handy Solomon clung desperately38 to the wheel, jamming his weight to port in the hope she might pay up: Thrackles, too, his eye squinted39 along some bearing of his own, was waiting for her to drag. Presently it became evident that she was doing so, whereupon he drew his knife across our hawser40.
"My God," chattered41 Pulz at my ear. "If we go ashore--"
He did not need to finish. Unless the _Laughing Lass_ could recover before the squall had driven her to leeward43 a scant44 half mile, we should be cooked alive in the boiling cauldron at the shore's edge.
For an interminable time, as it seemed to me, we lay absolutely motionless. The scene is stamped indelibly on my memory--the bulwarks45 high above me, the steep, sleek46 deck, the piratical figure tense at the wheel, the snarling47 water racing from beneath us, the lurid48 glow to landward crawling up on us inch by inch like a hungry wild beast. Then almost imperceptibly the brave schooner49 righted. The strained lines on Handy Solomon's carven features relaxed little by little. Thrackles, staring over the side, let out a mighty50 roar.
"Steerage way," he shouted, and executed an awkward clog51 dance on the reeling deck.
She moved forward, there was no doubt of that, for gradually we were eating toward the wind--but we made considerable leeway as well. Handy Solomon, taut52 as the weather rigging, took his little advantages one by one like precious gifts. Light there was none; the land was blotted53 out by the steam and murk which had crept to sea and now was hurled54 back by the wind. All we could do was to hang there, tasting the copper55 of excitement, waiting for these different forces to adjust themselves. Inch by inch we crept forward: foot by foot we made leeway. The intensest of the lava glow worked its way from directly abeam56 to the quarter. By this we knew we must be nearly opposite the cove42. At once a new doubt sprang up in our minds.
A moment ago all the energy of our desires had gone up in the ambition to avoid being cast on the beach. Now we saw that that was not enough. It was necessary to squeeze around the point where lay the _Golden Horn_, in order to avoid the fate that had overtaken her. Handy Solomon yelled something at us. We could not hear, but our own knowledge told us what it must be, and with one accord we turned to on the foresail. With the peak of it hoisted57 we moved a trifle faster, though the schooner lay over at a perilous58 angle. A moment later the fogs parted to show us the cliffs looming59 startlingly near. There were the donkey engine and the works we had constructed for wrecking--and there beside them, watching us reflectively, stood Percy Darrow.
For ten minutes we stared at him fascinated, during which time the ship laboured against the staggering winds, gained and lost in its buffeting60 with the great surges. The breakers hurling61 themselves in wild abandon against the rocks sent their back-wash of tumbling peaks to our very bilges. The few remains62 of the _Golden Horn_, alternately drenched63 and draining, seemed to picture to us our inevitable64 end.
I think we had all selected the same two points for our "bearings," a rock and a drop of the cliff bolder than the ordinary. If the rock opened from the cliff to eastward65, we were lost; if it remained stationary66, we were at least holding our own; if it opened out to westward67, we were saved. We watched with a strained eagerness impossible to describe. At each momentary68 gain or rebuff we uttered ejaculations. The Nigger mumbled69 charms. Every once in a while one of us would snatch a glance to leeward at the cruel, white waters, the whirl of eddies70 where the sea was beaten, only to hurry back to the rock and the point of the cliff whence our message of safety or destruction was to be flung. Once I looked up. Percy Darrow was leaning gracefully71 against a stanchion, watching. His soft hat was pulled over his eyes; he stroked softly his little moustache; I caught the white puff73 of his cigarette. During the moment of my inattention something happened. A wild shout burst from the men. I whirled, and saw to my great joy a strip of sky westward between the cliff and the rock. And at that very instant a billow larger than the ordinary rolled beneath us, and in the back suction of its passage I could dimly make out cruel, dangerous rocks lying almost under our keel.
Slowly we crept away. Our progress seemed infinitesimal, and yet it was real. In a while we had gained sea room; in a while more we were fairly under sailing way, and the cliffs had begun to drop from our quarter. With one accord we looked back. Percy Darrow waved his hand in an indescribably graceful72 and ironic74 gesture; then turned square on his heel and sauntered away to the north valley, out of the course of the lava. That was the last I ever saw of him.
As we made our way from beneath the island, the weight of the wind seemed to lessen75. We got the foresail on her, then a standing76 jib; finally little by little all her ordinary working canvas. Before we knew it, we were bowling77 along under a stiff breeze, and the island was dropping astern.
From a distance it presented a truly imposing sight. The centre shot intermittent78 blasts of ruddy light; explosions, deadened by distance, still reverberated79 strongly; the broad canopy80 of brown-red, split with lightnings, spread out like a huge umbrella. The lurid gloom that had enveloped us in the atmosphere apparently81 of a nether82 world had given place to a twilight83. Abruptly84 we passed from it to a sun-kissed, sparkling sea. The breeze blew sweet and strong; the waves ran untortured in their natural long courses.
At once the men seemed to throw off the superstitious85 terror that had cowed them. Pulz and Thrackles went to bail86 the extra dory, alongside, which by a miracle had escaped swamping. The Nigger disappeared in the galley87. Perdosa relieved Handy Solomon at the wheel; and Handy Solomon came directly over to me.
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