Now the Rose of Devon was a week from England when a footrope parted and the boatswain pitched down, clutching at the great belly1 of the sail, and plunged2 out of sight. And what could a man do to save him? They never saw him after that first wild plunge3. There, aloft, was the parted rope, its ends frayed4 out and hanging. Below decks was the empty berth5. The blustering6 old boatswain, with his great roaring voice and his quick ear for a tune7, had gone upon the ultimate adventure which all must face, each man for himself; but they only said, "Did you see the wild look in his eyes when he fell?" And, "I fear we shall hear his pipe of nights." And, "'Tis a queer thought that Neddie Hart is to lie in old Davy Jones's palace, with the queer sea-women all about him, awaiting for his old shipmates."
Presently the master's boy came forward into the forecastle, where the men off duty were sitting and talking of the one who had fallen so far, had sunk so deep, had gone on a journey so long that they should never see him again; and quietly—for the boy was much bedevilled and trembled with fright to think of putting his head, as it were, into the mouth of the lion—he crept behind Philip Marsham and whispered in his ear, "The master would see thee in the great cabin."
They sat at close quarters in the forecastle of the Rose of Devon, and the boy had barely room to pass the table and the benches, for the men had crowded in and put their heads together; but for once they were too intent on their own thoughts to heed8 his coming or his going, which gave him vast comfort. (Little enough comfort the poor devil got, between the men forward and the officers aft!)
So Phil rose and followed.
The great cabin, when he entered, was empty. He stood at loss, waiting, but curiously9 observed meanwhile the rich hangings and the deep chairs and the cupboards filled with porcelain10 ware11. There was plate on the cabin table and a rich cloak lay thrown loosely over a chair; and he thought to himself that those deep-sea captains lived like princes, as indeed they did.
He shifted his weight from foot to foot in growing uneasiness. The boy had disappeared. There was no sound of voice or step. Then, as the ship rolled and Phil put out a foot to brace12 himself, a door swung open and revealed on the old-fashioned walk that ran across the stem under the poop, the lean, big-boned figure of Captain Francis Candle.
The master of the Rose of Devon stood with folded arms and bent13 head, but though his head was bent, his eyes, the lad could see, were peering from under his heavy brows at the horizon. He swayed as the ship rolled, and remained intent on his thoughts, which so absorbed him that he had quite forgotten sending the boy for Philip Marsham.
So Phil waited; and the broad hat that hung on the bulkhead scraped backward and forward as the ship plunged into the trough and rose on the swell14; and Captain Candle remained intent on his thoughts; and a sea bird circled over the wake of the ship.
After a long time the master turned about and walked into the cabin and, there espying15 Philip Marsham, he smiled and said, "I was remiss16. I had forgotten you." He threw aside the cloak that lay on the chair and sat down.
"Sit you down," he said with a nod. "You are a practised seaman17, no lame18, decrepit19 fellow who serves for underwages. Have you mastered the theory?"
"Why, sir, I am not unacquainted with astrolabe and quadrant, and on scales and tables I have spent much labour."
"So!" And his manner showed surprise. Then, "Inkpot and quill20 are before you. Choose a fair sheet and put down thereon the problem I shall set you."
The captain leaned back and half closed his eyes while Phil spread the paper and dipped the quill.
"Let us say," he finally continued, "that two ships sail from one port. The first sails south-south-west a certain distance; then altering her course, she sails due west ninety-two leagues. The second ship, having sailed six-score leagues, meets with the first ship. I demand the second ship's course and rhomb, and how many leagues the first ship sailed south-south-west. Now, my man, how go you to work?"
Phil studied the problem as he had set it down, and wrinkled his brows over it, while Captain Candle lay back with a flicker21 of a smile on his lips and watched the lad struggle with his thoughts.
After a time Phil raised his head. "First, sir," said he, "I shall draw the first ship's rhomb thus, from A unto E, which shall be south-south-west. Then I shall lay a line from A unto C as the ninety leagues that she sailed west. Next I shall lay my line from C to D, and further, as her south-west course. Then I shall lay from A a line that shall correspond to the six-score leagues the second ship sailed, which cuts at D the line I drew before." As he talked, he worked with his pen, and the master, rising as if in surprise, bent over the table and watched every motion.
The pen drew lines and arcs and lettered them and wrote out a problem in proportions. Hesitating, the point crawled over columns of figures.
"The rhomb of the second ship," said Phil at last, "is degrees sixty-seven, and minutes thirty-six. Her course is near west-south-west. And the first ship sailed forty-nine leagues."
Tapping the table, as one does who meditates22, Captain Candle looked more sharply at the lad. "You are clever with your pen."
"'Tis owing to the good Dr. Arber at Roehampton," Phil replied. "Had I abode23 with him longer, I had been cleverer still, for he was an able scholar; but there was much in school I had no taste for."
The captain's eyes searched his face. "I sent for you," he said, "because I was minded to make you my boatswain. But now, if my mate were lost, I swear I'd seat you at mine own table."
Phil rose.
"Go then, Master Boatswain. But stay! You and your comerado make a strange pair. How came you bedfellows?"
"Why, sir, we met upon the road—"
"Yea, not at sea! Not at sea! Enough is said. Begone, Master Boatswain, begone!"
"How now," cried Martin when Phil passed him on the deck. "Art thou called before the mast?" And he laughed till he shook.
"Thou?"
"Yea, comerado."
"Thou? A mere25 gooseling? The master's on the road to Bedlam26! Why here am I—" Martin's red face flamed hot.
"Ah!"
"Quoth he, thou art a fine fellow, but hot-tempered, Martin, and overbold."
"Ah!" The crafty28, sly look came upon Martin's face and he puffed29 with pride; but Phil, delighting to see the jest take effect, laughed before his eyes, which sorely perplexed30 him.
"A fine fellow, but overbold," Martin muttered, as he coiled the cable in neat fakes. "Yea, I did not believe he thought so well of me. From the glances he hath bestowed31 upon me, it was in my mind he was a narrow man,—" Martin smiled and dallied32 over his work,—"one with no eye for a mariner33 of parts and skill. 'A fine fellow, but overbold!' Nay, that is fair speech and it seems he hath a very searching observation."
Standing34 erect35, Martin folded his arms and swelled36 like a turkey-cock. His eyes being on the horizon and his back toward the watchful37 mate, he remained unaware38 that he had attracted the mate's attention.
The mate, casting his eyes about the deck, picked up a handy end of rope and made a knot in it. One man and another and another became aware of the play that the mate and Martin were about to set and, grinning hugely, they paused in their work to watch, even though they risked getting themselves into such a plight40 as Martin's. The captain came to the break of the quarter-deck and, perceiving the fun afoot, leaned on the swivel-gun. Slowly his humour mastered his dignity and a smile twitched41 at his lips.
"A fine fellow, but overbold," Martin was murmuring for the fourth time, when the rope whistled and wound about his ribs42 and the knot fetched up on his belly with a thump43 that knocked his wind clean out.
He made a horrible face, gasping44 for breath, and his ruddy colour darkened to purple. Reaching for his knife he whirled round and drew steel.
"What rakehell muckworm, what base stinkard, what—" He met the cold eye of the mate and for a moment flinched45, then, burning with his own folly46, he cried, "Thou villain47, to strike thus a man the captain himself called a fine fellow but overbold!"
A snicker grew in the silence and swelled into a rumble48 of laughter; then, by the forecastle bulkhead, a man began to bawl49, "A liar50! A liar!"
The mate stopped short and his hand fell.
A score of voices took up the cry—"A liar! A liar!"—and Martin turned pale.
Captain Candle on the quarter-deck was laughing softly and the mate in glee slapped his thigh51. "Thou yerking, firking, jerking tinker," said he, "dost hear the cry? 'Tis a Monday morning and they are crying thee at the mainmast."
"But 'tis no lie. Or this foully53 deceitful comerado, this half-fledged boatswain—" It came suddenly upon Martin that he had been sorely gulled54, and that to reveal the truth would fix upon him the lasting55 ridicule56 of his shipmates. He swelled in fury and gave them angry glances but they only laughed the louder, then, rope in hand, the mate stepped toward him.
Though he made a motion as if to stand his ground, at sight of the rope Martin's hand shook in his haste to thrust his knife back into the sheath.
It was the old custom of the sea that they should hail as a liar the man first caught in a lie on a Monday morning and proclaim him thus from the mainmast, and unhappy was the man thus hailed, for thereby57 he became for a week the "ship's liar" and held his place under the swabber.
"For seven days, thou old cozzener," said the mate, "thou shalt keep clean the beakhead and the chains, and lucky art thou to be at sea. Ashore58 they would have whipped thee through the streets at the cart's tail."
Again a great wave of laughter swept the deck and by his face Martin showed his anger. But though he was "a fine fellow" and "overbold," he kept his tongue between his teeth; and whatever he suspected of Philip Marsham, he held his peace and went over the bow with ill grace and fell to scraping the chains, which was a task to humble59 the tallest pride. There was that in the laughter of the crew which had taught discretion60 to even bolder men than Martin Barwick.
"I have seen his kind before," a voice said low in Phil's ear. "But though there be much of the calf61 in him, beware lest you rouse him to such a pitch that he will draw and strike."
It was Will Canty, the youth who had already won the young boatswain's liking62, spoke thus. He was a comerado more to Phil's taste than was the luckless Martin; but fate is not given to consulting tastes, and necessity forces upon a traveller such bedfellows as he meets by the way.
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