The heat had been trying all day, and Aynsley glanced languidly at the faint white line of snow that rose above the silver mist in the blue distance.
“It would be cool up there, and that snow makes one long for the bracing4 North,” he said. “This is one of the occasions when I don’t appreciate being a mill owner. To-morrow I’ll be busy with dusty books, in a stifling5 office that rattles7 with the thumping8 of engines.”
“It’s good for a man to work,” Miss Dexter remarked.
“No doubt, but it has its disadvantages now and then, as you would agree if a crowd of savage9 strikers had chased you about your mill. Then, if it weren’t for my business ties, I’d send the captain word to get steam up on the yacht, and take you all to the land of mist and glaciers10, where you can get fresh air to breathe.”
“Wouldn’t you miss the comforts, though I dare say you call them necessities, that surround you here? One understands that people live plainly in Alaska.”
Miss Dexter indicated the beautifully made table which stood within reach, set out with glasses and a big silver tankard holding iced liquor. Round this, choice fruit from California was laid on artistic11 plates.
“We could take some of them along; and we’re not so luxurious12 as you think,” Aynsley replied. “In fact, I feel just now that I’d rather live on canned goods and splash about in the icy water, like some fishermen we met, than sit in my sweltering office, worrying over accounts and labor13 troubles.”
“Those fishermen seem to stick in your memory,” Ruth interposed.
“Is it surprising? You must admit that they roused even your curiosity, and you hadn’t my excuse because you hadn’t seen them.”
“What fishermen were they?” Clay asked.
Ruth wished she had not introduced the subject.
“Some men he met on an island in the North,” she said with a laugh. “Aynsley seems to have envied their simple life, and I dare say it would be pleasant in this hot weather. Still, I can’t imagine his seriously practising it; handling wet nets and nasty, slimy fish, for example.”
“It wasn’t the way they lived that impressed me,” Aynsley explained. “It was the men. With one exception, they didn’t match their job; and so far as I could see, they hadn’t many nets. Then something one fellow said suggested that he didn’t care whether they caught much fish or not.”
“After all, they may have been amateur explorers like yourself, though they weren’t fortunate enough to own a big yacht. I don’t suppose you would have been interested if you had known all about them.”
“Where was the island?” Clay broke in.
Aynsley imagined that Ruth was anxious to change the subject, and he was willing to indulge her.
“I remember the latitude,” he said carelessly, “but there are a lot of islands up there, and I can’t think of the longitude14 west.”
Clay looked sharply at Osborne, and Ruth noticed that her father seemed disturbed.
“I guess you could pick the place out on the chart?” Clay asked Aynsley.
“It’s possible. I don’t, however, carry charts about. They’re bulky things, and not much use except when you are at sea.”
“I have one,” said Osborne and Ruth felt anxious when he rang a bell.
She suspected that she had been injudicious in starting the topic, and she would rather it were dropped, but she hesitated about giving Aynsley a warning glance. His father might surprise it, and she would have to offer Aynsley an explanation afterward15. Getting up, she made the best excuse that occurred to her and went into the house. She knew where the chart was kept, and thought that she might hide it. She was too late, however, because as she took it from a bookcase a servant opened the door.
“Mr. Osborne sent me for a large roll of thick paper on the top shelf,” the maid said.
As she had the chart in her hands, Ruth was forced to give it to the girl, and when she returned to the veranda Aynsley pointed16 out the island. Ruth saw her father’s lips set tight.
“What kind of boat did the fellows have?” Clay asked.
“She was quite a smart sloop17, but very small.” Aynsley tried to lead his father away from the subject. “At least, that was the rig she’d been intended for, by the position of the mast, but they’d divided the single headsail for handier working. After all, we’re conservative in the West, for you’ll still find people sticking to the old big jib, though it’s an awkward sail in a breeze. They’ve done away with it on the Atlantic coast, and I sometimes think we’re not so much ahead of the folks down East—”
“What was her name?” Clay interrupted him.
Aynsley saw no strong reason for refusing a reply, particularly as he knew that if he succeeded in putting off his father now, the information would be demanded later.
“She was called Cetacea.”
Ruth unobtrusively studied the group. Miss Dexter was frankly18 uninterested; and Aynsley looked as if he did not know whether he had done right or not. Osborne’s face was firmly set and Clay had an ominously19 intent and resolute20 expression. Ruth suspected that she had done a dangerous thing in mentioning the matter, and she regretted her incautiousness; though she did not see where the danger lay. For all that, she felt impelled21 to learn what she could.
He looked at her rather hard, and then laughed.
Afterward he talked amusingly about something else, and half an hour had passed when he got up.
“I expect it’s cooler on the beach,” he said. “Will any of you come along?”
They sat still, except Osborne, who rose and followed him, and when they reached a spot where the trees hid them from the house Clay stopped.
“I suppose what you heard was a bit of a shock,” he remarked.
“It was a surprise. I don’t think you were tactful in making so much of the affair.”
“One has to take a risk, and if I’d waited until I had Aynsley alone and then made him tell me what he knew, it might have looked significant. In a general way, the thing you’re willing to talk over in public isn’t of much account.”
“I have no wish to set the boy thinking,” Clay resumed. “I take it we’re both anxious that our children should believe the best of us.”
His glance was searching, and Osborne made a sign of agreement.
“What are you going to do about it?”
“Trace the sloop. We don’t want mysterious strangers prospecting26 round that reef. When I’ve found out all I can, the fellows will have to be bought or beaten off.”
“Very well; I leave the thing to you.”
“Rather out of your line now?” Clay suggested with an ironical27 smile. “However, I will admit you deserve some sympathy.”
“For that matter, we both need it. You’re no better off than I am.”
“I think I am,” Clay replied. “My character is pretty well known and has been attacked so often that nobody attaches much importance to a fresh disclosure; in fact, people seem to find something humorous in my smartness. You’re fixed28 differently; though you slipped up once, you afterward took a safe and steady course.”
Osborne lighted a cigar to hide his feelings; for his companion’s jibe29 had reached its mark. He had when poverty rendered the temptation strong, engaged in an unlawful conspiracy30 with Clay, and the profit he made by it had launched him on what he took care should be a respectable business career. Now and then, perhaps, and particularly when he acted in concert with Clay, his dealings would hardly have passed a high standard of ethics31, but on the whole they could be defended, and he enjoyed a good name on the markets. Now a deed he heartily32 regretted, and would have undone33 had he been able, threatened to rise from the almost forgotten past and torment34 him. Worse than all, he might again be forced into a crooked35 path to cover up his fault.
“We won’t gain anything by arguing who might suffer most,” he said as coolly as he could.
“No; I guess that’s useless,” Clay agreed. “Well, I must get on those fellows’ trail and see what I can do.”
They strolled along the beach for a while, and then went back to the others.
While Clay traced her movements as far as they could be learned, the Cetacea was slowly working north. She met with light, baffling winds, and calms, and then was driven into a lonely inlet by a fresh gale36. Here she was detained for some time, and adverse37 winds still dogged her course when she put to sea again, though they were no longer gentle, but brought with them a piercing rawness from the Polar ice. Her crew grew anxious and moody38 as they stubbornly thrashed her to windward under shortened sail, for every day at sea increased the strain on their finances and the open-water season was short.
In the sharp cold of a blustering39 morning Jimmy got up from the locker40 upon which he had spent a few hours in heavy sleep. His limbs felt stiff, his clothes were damp, and at his first move he bumped his head against a deck-beam. Sitting down with muttered grumbling41, he pulled on his soaked knee-boots and looked moodily42 about. Daylight was creeping through the cracked skylight, and showed that the underside of the deck was dripping. Big drops chased one another along the slanted43 beams and fell with a splash into the lee bilge. Water oozed44 in through the seams on her hove-up weather side and washed about the lower part of the inclined floor, several inches deep. The wild plunging45 and the muffled46 roar outside the planking showed that she was sailing hard and the wind was fresh.
Jimmy grumbled47 at his comrades for not having pumped her out, and then shivered as he jammed himself against the centerboard trunk and tried to light the rusty48 stove. It was wet and would not draw and the smoke puffed49 out. He was choking and nearly blinded when he put the kettle on and went up on deck, somewhat short in temper. Moran was sitting stolidly50 at the helm, muffled in a wet slicker, with the spray blowing about him; Bethune crouched51 in the shelter of the coaming, while white-topped seas with gray sides tumbled about the boat. An angry red flush was spreading, rather high up, in the eastern sky.
“You made a lot of smoke,” Bethune remarked.
“I did,” said Jimmy. “If you’ll get forward and swing the funnel-cowl, which you might have done earlier, you’ll let some of it out. I’m glad it’s your turn to cook, but you had better spend ten minutes at the pump before you go.”
Bethune, rising, stretched himself with an apologetic laugh.
“Oh, well,” he said; “I was so cold I felt I didn’t want to do anything.”
“It’s not an uncommon52 sensation,” Jimmy replied. “The best way to get rid of it is to work. If you’ll shift that cowl, I’ll prime the pump.”
Bethune shuffled53 forward, and, coming back, pumped for a few strokes. Then he stopped and leaned on the handle.
“You really think we’ll raise the island to-day?” he asked.
“Yes. But it isn’t easy to shoot the sun when you can hardly see it and have a remarkably54 unsteady horizon. Then, though she has laid her course for the last two days, I haven’t much confidence in the log we’re towing.”
He indicated the wet line that ran over the stern and stretched back to where a gleam of brass55 was visible in the hollow of a sea.
“What could you expect?” Bethune asked. “We got the thing for half its proper price, and, to do it justice, it goes pretty well after a bath in oil, and when it stops it does so altogether. You know how to deal with a distance recorder that sticks and stays so, but one that sticks and goes on again plays the devil.”
“Talking’s easier than pumping,” Jimmy said suggestively.
“It is, but I feel like working off a few more remarks. They occurred to me while I sat behind the coaming, numbed56 right through, last night. I suppose you have noticed how the poor but enterprising man is generally handicapped. He gets no encouragement in taking the hard and virtuous57 path. It needs some nerve to make a start, and afterward, instead of things getting easier, you fall in with all kinds of obstacles you couldn’t reasonably expect. Even the elements conspire58 against you; it’s always windward work.”
“I suppose this means you’re sorry you came?”
“Not exactly; but I’ve begun to wonder what’s the good of it all. I haven’t slept in dry clothes for a fortnight. It’s a week since any of us had a decent meal; and my slicker has rubbed a nasty sore on my wrist. All the time I could have had three square meals a day, and spent my leisure reading a dirty newspaper and watching them sweep up the dead flies in the hotel lounge. What I want to know is—whether any ambition’s worth the price you have to pay for gratifying it?”
“I should say that depends on your temperament59.”
“Bethune does some fool-talking now and then,” Moran commented from his post at the helm. “When you go to sea for your living, you must expect to get up against all a man can stand for; and if you don’t put up a good fight, she’ll beat you. That’s one reason you’d better get your pumping done before she ships a comber.”
With a gesture of acquiescence60 Bethune resumed his task, and presently went below while Jimmy took the helm. The breeze freshened during the morning, and the sea got heavier, but it dropped in the afternoon, when they ran into a fog belt, which Jimmy thought indicated land. As the days were getting shorter, they set the topsail, and looked out eagerly until a faint gray blur61 appeared amid the haze62, perhaps a mile away. Closing with it, they made out the beach, which Jimmy searched with the glasses after consulting his notebook.
“Luff!” he called to Bethune. “Now steady at that; I’ve got my first two marks.” Then he motioned to Moran. “Clear your anchor!”
A few minutes afterward he completed his four-point bearing, and the Cetacea stopped, head to wind, with a rattle6 of running chain. The sea was comparatively smooth in the lee of the land, and ran in a long swell63 that broke into a curl of foam64 here and there. Bethune took up the glasses and turned them on the beach.
“It is some time since high-water, and we ought to see her soon,” he said. “I’m trying to find the big boulder65 on the point.” He paused and put down the glasses. “Do you see anything?”
“No,” said Moran gruffly; “she should be showing.”
“That’s true,” Bethune agreed. “The tallest timber used to be above water when the top of the boulder was just awash, and now its bottom’s a foot from the tide.”
Jimmy said nothing, but seizing the dory savagely66, he threw her over the rail and jumped into her with a coil of rope. Moran followed and lowered a bight of the rope while Jimmy rowed. Some minutes passed, but they felt nothing, and Bethune watched them from the sloop with an intent face. It looked as if the wreck22 had broken up and disappeared. Then as the dory turned, taking a different track, the rope tightened67 and Moran looked up.
“Got her now! She’s moved, and there may not be much of her holding together.”
Jimmy stopped rowing, and there was silence for a moment or two. It would take time to unpack68 and fit the diving pumps, and sunset was near, but neither of them felt equal to bearing the strain of suspense69 until daybreak.
“It may blow in the morning,” Jimmy said.
“That’s so,” agreed Moran, pulling off his pilot coat. “I’m going down.”
There was a raw wind, the tide ran strong, and the water was chilled by the Polar ice; but Moran hurriedly stripped off his damp clothes and stood a moment, a finely poised70 figure that gleamed sharply white against gray rocks and slaty71 water. Then he plunged72, and the others waited, watching the ripple of the tide when the sea closed over him. Some moments passed before his head broke the surface farther off than they expected. Jimmy pulled toward him, and after a scramble73, which nearly upset the craft, he got on board and struggled into his clothes. Then he spoke74.
“She’s there, but so far as I can see, she’s canted well over with her bilge deep in the sand.”
Jimmy and Bethune were filled with keen relief. They might have increased trouble in reaching the strong-room, but it was something to know that the wreck had not gone to pieces in their absence.
Jimmy picked up the end of the rope and tied on a buoy75. Then he pulled back to the sloop, where Bethune cooked a somewhat extravagant76 supper.
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