"One may know the English Channel ain't fur off, sir," said he, with a grin, as he looked up at the sky.
"Ay," said I, "and how would it be with us if we depended upon sails? There is better music to me in the noise of your engine-room than in the finest performance of the first opera orchestra in the world."
He respectfully assented14; and to kill the time as I stood under shelter, I asked a few questions about the earl and countess, related our adventures, taking care, however, to let him suppose that we were a young married couple out on a yachting honeymoon—not that I said this; I allowed him to infer it; spoke16 of the chances of the Spitfire, and then seeing Grace at the foot of the ladder, joined her, and presently we were at breakfast.
It rained incessantly17, but, happily, the wind remained small, and we travelled along as quietly in that three hundred and fifty ton yacht as though we reposed18 in the saloon of an Atlantic giantess. A number of volumes filled the shelves of a sumptuous19 bookcase; I took the liberty of seeking for a book for Grace, and found that the collection consisted almost entirely20 of novels. His lordship was as wise in his choice of literature for sea-going purposes as in his taste for spring-mattresses, for what but a novel in a yacht's cabin on a wet day can fix the attention?
It was some time after three o'clock in the afternoon, that on a sudden the engines were "slowed down," as I believe the term is, and a minute later the revolutions of the propeller22 ceased. There is always something startling in the abrupt23 cessation of the pulsing of the screw in a steamer at sea. One gets so used to the noise of the engines, to the vibrating sensation communicated in a sort of tingling24 throughout the frame of the vessel25 by the thrashing blades, that the suspension of the familiar sound falls like a loud and fearful hush26 upon the ear. Grace, who had been dozing27, opened her eyes.
"What can the matter be?" cried I.
As I spoke I heard a voice, apparently28 aboard the yacht, hailing. I pulled on my cap, turned up the collar of my coat, and ran on deck expecting to find the yacht in the heart of a thickness of rain and fog with some big shadow of a ship looming30 within biscuit-toss. It was raining steadily31, but the sea was not more shrouded32 than it had been at any other hour of the day, saving perhaps that something of the complexion33 of the evening, which was not far off, lay sombre in the wet atmosphere. I ran to the side and saw at a distance of the length of the steam yacht, my own hapless little dandy, the Spitfire! Her main mast was wholly gone, yet I knew her at once. There she lay, looking far more miserably34 wrecked35 than when I had left her, lifting and falling forlornly upon the small swell36, her poor little pump going, plied37, as I instantly perceived, by the boy, Bobby Allett.
I had sometimes thought of her as in harbour, and sometimes as at the bottom of the sea, but never, somehow, as still washing about, helpless and sodden38, with a gushing39 scupper and a leaky bottom. Caudel, poor old Caudel, stood at the rail shouting to Captain Verrion, who was singing out to him from the bridge.
I rushed forward, bawling40 to Captain Verrion, "That's the Spitfire; that's my yacht!" and then at the top of my voice I shouted across the space of water between the two vessels41, "Ho, Caudel! where are the rest of you, Caudel? For God's sake launch your boat and come aboard!"
He stood staring at me, dropping his head first on one side, then on the other, doubting the evidence of his sight, and reminding one of the ghost in Hamlet: "It lifted up its head and did address itself to motion as it would speak." Astonishment42 appeared to bereave43 him of speech. For some moments he could do nothing but stare, then up went both hands with a gesture that was eloquent44 of—"Well, I'm blowed!"
"Come aboard, Caudel! Come aboard!" I roared, for the little dandy still had her dinghey and I did not wish to put Captain Verrion to the trouble of fetching the two fellows.
With the motions and air of a man dumb-founded, or under the influence of drink, Caudel addressed the lad, who dropped the pump handle, and between them they launched the boat, smack-fashion. Caudel then sprang into her with an oar11 and sculled across to us. He came floundering over the side, and yet again stood staring at me as though discrediting45 his senses. The colour appeared to have been washed out of his face by wet; his very oilskins seemed to have surrendered their water-proof properties, and they clung to his frame as soaked rags would. His boots were full of water, and his eyes resembled pieces of jellyfish fixed46 on either side his nose. I grasped his hand.
"Of all astonishing meetings, Caudel! But how is it that you are here? What has become of the main mast? Where are the rest of the men? Never did a man look more shipwrecked than you. Are you thirsty? Are you starving?"
By this time Captain Verrion had joined us, and a knot of the steamer's crew stood on the forecastle looking first at the Spitfire, then at Caudel; scarcely, I daresay, knowing as yet whether to feel amused or amazed at this singular meeting. Caudel had the slow, laborious47 mind of the merchant sailor. He continued for some moments to heavily and damply gaze about him, then said:
"Dummed if this ain't wonderful, too. To find you here, sir! and your young lady, Mr. Barclay?"
"Safe and well in the cabin," I answered; "but where are the others, Caudel?"
"I'll spin you the yarn48 in a jiffy, sir!" he answered, with a countenance49 that indicated a gradual recollection of his wits. "Arter you left us we got some sail upon the yacht; but just about sundown it breezed up in a bit of a puff50 and the rest of the mast went overboard, a few inches above the deck. Well, there we lay. There was nothen to be done. Job Crew, he says to me, 'What's next?' says he. 'What but a tow home,' says I. 'It'll have to be that,' says he, 'and pretty quick, too,' he says, 'for I've now had nigh enough of this galliwanting.' Job was awanting in sperrit, Mr. Barclay. I own I was surprised to hear him, but I says nothen, and Dick Files, he says nothen, and neither do Jim Foster. Well, at daybreak a little barque bound to the River Thames comes along and hails us. I asked her to give me a tow that I might have a chance of falling in with a tug51. The master shook his head, and sings out that he'd take us aboard, but we wasn't to talk of towing. On this Job says, 'Here goes for my clothes.' Jim follows him. Dick says to me, 'What are you going to do?' 'Stick to the yacht,' says I. He was beginning to argue. 'No good atalking,' says I, 'here I am and here I stops.' Wouldn't it have been a blooming shame," he added, turning slowly to Captain Verrion, "to have deserted53 that there dandy when nothen's wanted but an occasional spell at the pump, and when something was bound to come along presently to give us a drag?"
Captain Verrion nodded, with a little hint of patronage54, I thought, in his appreciative55 reception of Caudel's views.
"Well, to make an end of the yarn, Mr. Barclay," continued Caudel, "them three men went aboard the barque, taking their clothes with 'em; but when I told Bobby to go too, 'No,' says he, 'I'll stop and help ye to pump, sir.' There's the makings of a proper English sailor, Mr. Barclay, in that there boy," he exclaimed, casting his eyes at the lad who had again addressed himself to the pump.
"And here you've been all day?" said I.
"Waiting for something to give you a tow, with a long black night at hand?"
"Mr. Barclay," said he, "I told ye I should stick to that there little dandy, and I wouldn't break my word for no man."
"You sha'n't be disappointed," said Captain Verrion, bestowing56 on Caudel a hearty57 nod of approval, this time untinctured by condescension58, "give us the end of your tow rope and we'll drag the dandy home for ye."
"Cap'n, I thank 'ee," said Caudel.
"You and the boy are pretty nigh wore out, I allow," exclaimed Captain Verrion. "I'll put a couple of men aboard the Spitfire. How often do she want pumping?"
"You stay here," said Captain Verrion, looking with something of commiseration59 at Caudel, who, the longer one surveyed him, the more soaked, ashen60, and shipwrecked one found him. "I'll send for the boy, and you can both dry yourselves and get a good long spell of rest."
He left us to give the necessary orders to his men, and, whilst the steamer launched her own boat, I stood talking with Caudel, telling him of our adventures aboard the Carthusian, of our marriage, and so forth61. He listened very gravely whilst I talked of my marriage.
"I fear it's a sham52," said I, "but it will be something to strengthen my hands with when I come to tackle Lady Amelia."
"A sham!" cried he, "no fear, sir. If you've been married by the master of a ship, there's no more splicing62 wanted. You're a wedded63 man. There can be no breaking away from it."
"How do you know?" said I, wondering whether he did know.
"How do I know, sir? Why, the master of a ship can do anything aboard his own craft, and whatever he does is lawful64."
"Anyway, Caudel," said I, "the wedding ring is on the young lady's finger. Captain Verrion has noticed it, and I shall feel obliged by your calling her Mrs. Barclay whenever you have occasion to speak of her. Give Allett that hint, too, will you?"
I had got into the shelter of the companion whilst I talked, and Grace, hearing my voice, called to me to tell her why the steamer had stopped, and if there was anything wrong.
"Come here, my darling," said I. She approached and stood at the foot of the steps. "We have fallen in with the Spitfire, Grace, and here is Caudel."
She uttered an exclamation67 of astonishment. He directed his oyster-like eyes into the comparative gloom, and then catching sight of her, knuckled68 his forehead, and exclaimed, "Bless your sweet face! And I am glad indeed, mum, to meet ye and find you both well and going home likewise." She came up the steps to give him her hand and I saw the old sailor's face working as he bent10 over it.
The steamer made a short job of the Spitfire; but a very little manoeuvring with the propeller was needful; a line connected the two vessels; the yacht's boat returned with the boy Bobby, leaving three of the steamer's crew in the dandy; the engine-room bell sounded, immediately was felt the thrilling of the engines in motion, and presently the Mermaid69 was ripping through it once more with the poor little dismasted Spitfire dead in her wake. I sent for the boy, and praised him warmly for his manly70 behaviour in sticking to Caudel. Captain Verrion then told them both to go below and get some hot tea, and put on dry clothing belonging to them, that had been brought from the dandy.
"I'm thinking, sir," said he, when Caudel and the other had left, "that I can't do better than run you into Mount's Bay. I never was at Penzance, but I believe there's a bit of a harbour there, and no doubt a repairing slipway, and I understood that Penzance was your destination all along."
I assured him that he would be adding immeasurably to his kindness, by doing as he proposed, "but as to the Spitfire," I continued, "I sha'n't spend a farthing upon her. My intention is to sell her, and divide what she will fetch amongst those who have preserved her. I have had more of the Spitfire than I want, Captain Verrion, and though I am glad to know that she is towing astern, I protest—assuming the safety of her crew assured—that it would not have caused me a pang71 to learn she had gone to the bottom."
"Well, sir, we'll head for Mount's Bay then. It will be a saving of some few hours of sea anyway for the lady," and with that he trudged72 forward.
From the shelter of the companion hatch we could just catch a view over the steamer's taffrail of the Spitfire as she came sliding after us to the pull of the tow-rope. With linked arms Grace and I stood looking at her. The air was darkening to the descent of the evening shadow, the rain poured continuously; but the wind was gone. The sea undulated in an oil-like surface, and the rain as it fell pitted the water with black points, as of ink. The melancholy73 of the scene was unspeakably heightened by that detail of mutilated, dismasted yacht astern, and by the tragic74 significance she gathered for us as we stood looking, recalling the night of the elopement, our stealthy floating out of Boulogne harbour, the gale75 that had nearly foundered76 us, and our escape that might well seem miraculous78 to our land-going eyes as we noticed her littleness and her present helplessness, and remembered the height of the seas which ran, and the hurricane weight of storm which she had survived.
We killed the evening with books and talk, and the minutes fled with the velocity79 of the flight of birds. Our sailor steward80 informed us that Caudel and the boy had turned in after making a hearty supper and were sleeping like dead men. I stood awhile in the companion to smoke a pipe before going to bed; but at that hour the night was as black as thunder, the wet hissed81 upon our decks as it fell; yet upon the white waters of the steamer's wake the dim configuration82 of the little Spitfire was visible, with her weak side-lights of red and green dimly glimmering83 over the pale, faint stream of froth that rushed from the Mermaid's counter to the dandy's sides.
It was possibly the thoughts and memories induced by the obscure and melancholy vision of the little fabric84 in our wake that rendered me nervous. I thought to myself—here we are steaming at ten or twelve knots an hour through a thick, coal-black night; suppose we should plunge85 into some wooden or metal side? Some such apprehensions86 as this, not quite idle nor unmanly either, dismissed me to my cabin with a resolution to lie down fully13 clothed, and for three hours I lay wide awake, listening to the restless grinding of the engines and to the sounds of water flowing swiftly past. I then rose, and felt my way up the companion steps, not doubting to find the same black, weeping night I had left; instead of which my mind was instantly relieved by the spectacle of a high, clear sky, crowded with stars, with the firm ebony line of the horizon showing sharp against the distant starry88 reaches, and within half a mile of us on our starboard beam the huge shape of an ocean steamer, some vessel from who shall tell what distant part of the world—the Cape77, the Indies, the far-off Australias—sliding past us it seemed almost half as fast again as we ourselves were going, a vast symmetric shadow, like an island, with ore bright point of light only visible to my eyes.
I waited until she had drawn89 ahead, then turned in afresh, this time between the sheets, and slept like a top.
The change of weather, the clearness of the night helped us, and some time about two o'clock on the afternoon of Monday the Mermaid, with the Spitfire in tow, was steaming into Mount's Bay. I stood with Grace on my arm looking. The land seemed as novel and refreshing90 to our sight as though we had kept the sea for weeks and weeks. The sun stood high, the blue waters delicately brushed by the light wind ran in foamless91 ripples92, the long curve of the parade with the roofs of houses past it dominated by a church came stealing out of the green slopes and hills beyond. A few smacks93 from Newlyn were putting to sea, and the whole picture that way was rich with the dyes of their canvas.
The steamer was brought to a stand when she was yet some distance from Penzance harbour, but long before this we had been made out from the shore, and several boats were approaching to inquire what was wrong and to offer such help as the state of the Spitfire suggested. Caudel and Captain Verrion came to us where we were standing94, and the former said:
"I'm going aboard the dandy now, sir. I'll see her snug95 and will then take your honour's commands."
"Our address will be my cousin's house, which is some little distance from Penzance," I answered; "here it is," and I pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled96 the address upon it. "You'll be without anything in your pocket, I daresay," I continued, handing him five sovereigns. "See to the boy, Caudel, and if he wants to go home you must learn where he lives, for I mean to sell that yacht there, and there'll be money to go to him. And so farewell for the present," said I, shaking the honest fellow heartily by the hand.
He saluted97 Grace, and went over the side, followed by Bobby Allett, and both of them were presently aboard the little Spitfire.
"There are boats coming," exclaimed Captain Verrion, "which will tow your dandy into Penzance harbour, sir. Will you go ashore98 in one of them, or shall I have one of the yacht's boats lowered for you?"
Thanking him heartily, I replied that one of the Penzance boats would do very well, and then looking into my pocket-book and finding that I had no more gold about me than I should need, I entered the cabin, sent the sailor attendant for some ink, and wrote a couple of cheques, one of which I asked Captain Verrion to accept for himself, and to distribute the proceeds of the other amongst his crew. He was reluctant to take the money, said that the earl was a born gentleman who would wish him to do everything that had been done, that no sailor ought to receive money for serving people fallen in with in a condition of distress99 at sea; but I got him to put the cheques into his pocket at last, and several boats having by this time come alongside, I shook the worthy100 man by the hand, thanked him again and again for his treatment of us, and went with Grace down the little gangway ladder into the boat.
We had no sooner quitted the yacht than the engine-room bell rang, and the beautiful fabric was in motion, and before our boatmen had measured a dozen strokes, the steamer's stern was at us, with Captain Verrion flourishing his brass-bound cap to us from the bridge. There were two boats alongside my wretched little dandy, and so quiet was the day that I could hear Caudel talking to their occupants. But I was now wholly done with her; honest Caudel and Bobby Allett were safe, and I could think of little more than of the string of adventures I should have to relate to my cousin, and of what was beyond, what Lady Amelia was going to do, whether it might come to my cousin being unable to publish the banns for us, and whether the darling at my side had been made my true and lawful wife by Captain Parsons' recital101 of the marriage service.
On landing we proceeded to the Queen's Hotel where I ordered dinner, and then wrote a letter to my cousin asking him and his wife to come to us as speedily as possible, adding that we had been very nearly shipwrecked and had met with some strange adventures, the narrative102 of which, if attempted, must fill a very considerable bundle of manuscript. This done I told the waiter to procure103 me a mounted messenger, and within three quarters of an hour of our arrival at Penzance my letter was on its way at a hard gallop104 to the little straggling village of —— of which Frank Howe was vicar.
When we had dined I stood with Grace at the window of the sitting-room105 that overlooked the noble bight of Mount's Bay. On our left rose the lofty Marazion hills, with the little town of Marazion lying white at the eastern base of the range, and beyond ran the dark blue loom29 of Cudden Point melting into the dim azure106 of the Lizard107 district. The sun was in the west, his light was red, and this warm dye made a glorious autumn picture of that sweep of cliff embraced waters. Several colliers lay high and dry on the mud just abreast108 of the town, but the Spitfire had vanished, towed, as I might suppose, by boats to the security of the harbour that was hidden from me. Far past the distant giant foreland point was an orange-coloured sail showing like a delicate edge of cloud over the edge of the blue, lens-like rim109 of the sea. I thought of the Carthusian—of our sea marriage—and lifting my darling's hand, toyed mechanically with the wedding-ring upon it, whilst I looked at her.
She had been pale and nervous ever since our arrival; her delight in being safely ashore at last had seemed but a short-lived sensation. She looked at the ring with which I was toying and said:
"What shall I do with this thing?"
"Go on wearing it down to the time when it will be necessary to remove it in order to replace it."
"And what will your cousin think of me—a clergyman! And his wife is a clergyman's daughter. Oh, Herbert!" she added, sighing in a shuddering110 way.
"They will admire you, they will consider you the sweetest of girls. What else can they think, Grace?"
But her mood was what it had been at the time we sailed out of Boulogne harbour. She was depressed111, frightened, acutely sensitive, dreading112 opinion, and all to such a degree that she could utter nothing which was not full of apprehension87 and regret, so that anyone who had watched us unseen must have concluded that either we were not lovers, or that we had been married much longer than our tender years suggested. But lovers we were all the same! and however it might have been with her in that little passage of worry, uncertainty113, and nervousness, she had never been dearer to me; never had I felt prouder of winning her heart, nor more triumphant114 in my possession of her.
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