“Is it dark?” he asked. “How long have I slept?”
“It is not dark yet. How do you feel?”
“I think I’m all right. Did you get the case?”
“Sure!” smiled Bethune. “It’s safe under the floorings and heavy enough to make the salvage4 worth having. But I came down to bring you this note from Aynsley. One of his men brought it and his gig’s waiting alongside.”
Jimmy opened the note and read it aloud in the dim light of the cabin.
“I shall consider it a favor if you will come across at once. My father seems very ill and he insists on seeing you.”
“I’d better go,” Jimmy said. “After all, we couldn’t have got the case without his help, and, in a way, I’m sorry for him. He must have known he was running a big risk, but he was very plucky5.”
“It can’t do much harm,” Bethune agreed. “Somehow I feel that we have nothing more to fear from him. For all that, I wish I could go with you.”
“I suppose that wouldn’t do,” said Jimmy thoughtfully.
“No; you can’t take your lawyer along when you visit a sick man. Still, if he’s not quite as bad as Aynsley thinks, you may as well be on your guard.”
Jimmy got into the waiting boat and the men plied7 the oars8 rhythmically9. A bank of clammy fog rested on the slate-green heave that moved in from seaward in slow undulations. The damp condensed on the boat’s thwarts11 and her knees were beaded with moisture. The air felt strangely raw, and the measured beat of the surf rose drearily12 from the hidden beach. At intervals13 the tolling14 of a bell sounded through the noises of the sea; and when the yacht appeared, looming15 up gray and ghostly, her rigging dripped, her deck was sloppy16, and the seamen17 at the gangway had a limp, bedraggled look. Everything seemed cheerless and depressing; and Aynsley’s face was anxious as he hurried toward Jimmy.
“It was good of you to come,” he said. “I hope you’re none the worse.”
“Not much. I’m sorry your father has suffered from the trip, but I really did my best.”
“I’m sure of that,” Aynsley responded. “But he’s waiting to see you.”
He led Jimmy into a handsome teak deckhouse between the masts, and opened a door into the owner’s cabin, which occupied the full width of the house. Two electric lamps were burning, rich curtains were drawn18 across the windows to shut out the foggy light, and a fire burned cheerfully in an open-fronted stove, encased in decorated tiles. Its pipe was of polished brass19; the walls and the ceiling were enameled20 a spotless white, with the moldings of the beams picked out in harmonious21 color; two good marine22 pictures hung on the cross bulkhead. The place struck Jimmy as being strangely luxurious23 after the cramped24, damp cabin of the sloop25; but he soon forgot his surroundings when his eyes rested on the figure lying in the corner-berth26.
Clay had thrown off the coverings and was propped27 up on two large pillows. His silk pajamas28 showed the massiveness of his short neck and his powerful chest and arms; but his face was pinched and gray except where it was streaked29 with a faint purple tinge30. Jimmy could see that the man was very ill.
“I hear you got the case,” Clay began in a strained voice, motioning Jimmy to a seat.
“Yes. The others brought it up; I haven’t examined it yet.”
“You’ll find it all right.” Clay smiled weakly. “I suppose you know there’s another case and a couple of small packages still in the strong-room?”
“We understood so.”
“Get them up; they’re in the sand. You can have my diver, and it shouldn’t take you long. You’re welcome to the salvage; it isn’t worth fighting you about. After that, there will be nothing left in her. I give you my word for it, and you can clear out when you like.”
“None of us wants to stay; we have had enough. I suppose you have no idea of going down again?”
“No,” Clay answered rather grimly; “it doesn’t seem probable. I haven’t thanked you yet for bringing me up.” He turned to Aynsley. “Mr. Farquhar stuck to me when I was half conscious and helpless. I’d like you to remember that. Now I want a quiet talk with him.”
Aynsley left them, and Clay was silent for a moment or two. He lay back on the pillows with his eyes closed, and when he spoke31 it seemed to be with an effort.
“About the bogus case? What are you going to do with it?”
“We have been too busy to think of that. You spoke of an exchange, but of course we haven’t the thing here—”
“No,” said Clay. “Your partner’s pretty smart and I guess you have got it safely locked up in one of the Island ports. The chances are that you won’t be able to give it to me.”
Jimmy understood him. Clay seemed to know that he was very ill. He lay quiet again, as if it tired him to talk.
“It has been a straight fight on your side,” he resumed after his short rest. “I guess you might give that box to Osborne. You’re white men, and, though you might perhaps make trouble about it, the thing’s no use to you. You know Osborne?”
“Yes,” Jimmy answered rather awkwardly, because he saw what the question implied. Clay had judged him correctly; for Jimmy had no wish to extort32 a price for keeping a dark secret. He thought he could answer for his comrades, though he would not make a binding33 promise without their consent.
“I believe you know Ruth Osborne,” Clay went on with a searching glance at him.
Jimmy was taken off his guard, and Clay noticed his slight start and change of expression.
“I met Miss Osborne on board the Empress,” he replied cautiously.
Clay smiled.
“Well,” he said, “she’s a girl who makes an impression, and my notion is that her character matches her looks.” He paused and went on with a thoughtful air: “Anyhow, she wouldn’t have Aynsley.”
Jimmy colored. Clay’s manner was significant, but not hostile. Ill as the man was, Jimmy imagined that he was cleverly playing a game, and, with some object, was trying to turn his recent opponent into an ally. For all that, Jimmy thought his motive34 was good.
“I mustn’t keep you talking too long,” Jimmy said. He did not wish to discuss Miss Osborne.
“I soon get tired; but there’s something I must mention. You’ll clean the wreck35 out in a few hours, and then you may as well blow her up. My diver will help you, and we have some high-grade powder and a firing outfit36.”
“It might be wise. If she washed up nearer the bight she would be dangerous. The island’s charted, and I dare say vessels37 now and then run in.”
Clay looked at him with a faint twinkle.
“Yes; I think we can take it that she’s a danger. I’ll tell my man to give you the truck you want and you had better get finished while the weather’s fine.”
Moving feebly, he held out his hand in sign of dismissal, and Jimmy took it. He had no repugnance38 to doing so, but he felt that he was making his helpless enemy a promise.
Aynsley was waiting on deck and insisted on Jimmy’s staying to dinner. Although well served, it was a melancholy39 meal, and Jimmy had a sense of loneliness as he sat at the long table. Aynsley was attentive40 to his comfort and tried to make conversation, but he was obviously depressed41.
“What are your plans?” he asked.
“We start to get out the last of the gold at daybreak,” Jimmy answered. “If we’re fortunate, it should take only three or four hours.”
“And then?”
“I agreed with your father that we had better blow up the wreck.”
“You should get that done before dark to-morrow.”
“I think so, if the water keeps smooth. In fact, I dare say we’ll have finished in the afternoon.”
“That’s a relief,” declared Aynsley. “Perhaps I’m not tactful in reminding you that I don’t know—and don’t want to know—what your business with my father is, but he’s seriously ill, and we ought to get away at once in order to put him in a good doctor’s hands as soon as possible. The trouble is that he won’t hear of our leaving until you have completed the job.”
“We’ll lose no time,” Jimmy assured him. “The glass is dropping, but I don’t expect much wind just yet.”
“Thanks!” Aynsley responded with deep feeling. “There’s another thing—if the wind’s light or unfavorable, we’ll start under steam and could tow you south as long as it keeps fine. It may save you a few days. And you could stay with us if your friends can spare you. To tell the truth, it would be a kindness to me. I’m worried, and want somebody to talk to.”
By noon the next day they had brought up the last of the gold. After a hasty luncheon43, they went down again, but their next task took some time, because the diver insisted on clamping the charges of dynamite44 firmly to the principal timbers and boring holes in some. Then a series of wires had to be taken below and coupled, and it was nearly supper time when Jimmy came up from his last descent.
A faint breeze flecked the leaden water with ripples45 too languid to break on the sloop’s bows; the island was wrapped in fog, and the swell46 was gentle. Only a dull murmur47 rose from the hidden beach. To seaward it was clearer and the yacht rode, a long white shape, lifting her bows with a slow and rhythmic10 swing, while a gray cloud that spread in a hazy48 smear49 rose nearly straight up from her funnel50. The sloop’s cable was hove short and everything was ready for departure. Her crew sat in the cockpit watching the diver fit the wires to the contact-plug of the firing battery.
The men on the sloop were filled with keen impatience51. They had borne many hardships and perils52 in those lonely waters, and, now that their work was finished, they wanted to get away. There was a mystery connected with the wreck, but they thought they would never unravel53 it, and, on the whole, they had no wish to try. They were anxious to see the end of her and to leave the fog-wrapped island.
“I guess we’re all ready,” the diver said at last. “See that you have left nothing loose to fall overboard: she’ll shift some water.”
He inserted the firing-plug; and a moment afterward the sea opened some distance ahead and rolled back from a gap in the bottom of which shattered timber churned about. Then a foaming55 wave rose suddenly from the chasm56, tossing up black masses of planking and ponderous57 beams. A few, rearing on end, shot out of the water and fell with a heavy splash among fountains of spray, while a white ridge58 swept furiously toward the sloop. It broke before it reached her, but she flung her bows high as she plunged59 over the troubled swell, and the yacht rolled heavily with a yeasty wash along her side.
Jimmy ran forward with a sense of keen satisfaction to break out the anchor. The powerful charge had done its work; the wreck had gone.
While the Cetacea drifted slowly with the stream the yacht’s windlass began to clank, and a few minutes later she steamed toward the smaller craft. Her gig brought off a hawser60, and a message inviting61 Jimmy to come on board. As soon as he reached her deck the gig was run up to the davits and the throb62 of engines quickened. The sloop, swinging into line astern, followed along the screw-cut wake, and in half an hour the fog-bank about the island faded out of sight.
Jimmy felt more cheerful when he dined with Aynsley in the saloon. The depression that had rested on them all seemed to have been lifted with the disappearance63 of the wreck. Even Clay appeared to be brighter. He sent a request for Jimmy to come to him as soon as he finished dinner.
When Jimmy entered the cabin, Clay lay in his berth, comfortably raised on pillows. He gave Jimmy a friendly nod.
“She’s gone? You made a good job?”
“Yes,” Jimmy answered cheerfully. “We didn’t spare the dynamite.”
Clay beckoned64 him forward, and, reaching out awkwardly to a small table by his berth, took up a glass of champagne65. Another stood near it, ready filled.
“I make a bad host and soon get tired, but Aynsley will do his best for you,” he said cordially. He smiled and raised his glass. “Good luck to you; you’re a white man!”
Jimmy drained his glass, and took Clay’s from his shaking hand. When the elder man thanked him with a gesture, Jimmy saw that he was too ill to talk, and he went out quietly and joined Aynsley on deck.
He spent three days on board the yacht, which steamed steadily66 south, but late on the fourth night a steward67 awakened68 him.
“It’s blowing fresh, sir,” he said. “The captain thought you’d like to know your boat’s towing very wild and he can’t hold on to her long.”
Jimmy had been prepared for such an emergency, and he was on deck in five minutes, fully6 dressed with his sea-boots and slickers on; and Aynsley joined him in the lee of the deckhouse with a pilot coat over his pajamas. The engines were turning slowly, and the rolling of the yacht and the showers of spray showed that the sea was getting up.
“They’re launching the gig,” Aynsley said. “I wish we could keep you, but I suppose your friends need you?”
“Don’t bother with that ladder, boys!”
Somebody lighted a blue flare71 on the deckhouse top, and the strong light showed the gig lurching on the broken heave on the yacht’s lee side. Near by, the Cetacea lay plunging72 with her staysail up, while a dark figure on her deck flashed a lantern. Jimmy shook hands with Aynsley and sprang up on the rail; then, leaning out, seized a davit-fall and slid swiftly down. A man released the tackle-hook and pushed off the gig; the oars splashed and a sea swept her away from the yacht. In a few minutes Jimmy jumped on board the sloop and helped Moran to cast off the hawser while the gig struggled back. Another flare was burning, and he saw the boat hoisted73 in. Then the blaze sank down and, with a farewell blast of her whistle, the steamer vanished into the dark.
Spray leaped about the rolling sloop, her low deck was swept by the hurling74 sea, and a tangle75 of hard, wet ropes swung about the mast.
“We’ve double-reefed the mainsail and bent on the storm-jib,” Moran said, above the noise of the sea. “She’ll carry that lot with the wind on her quarter.”
“She ought to,” replied Jimmy. “Up with the throat!”
Fumbling76 in the dark, they hoisted the thrashing sail, and when the Cetacea listed down until her rail was in the foam54 Jimmy went aft to relieve Bethune at the helm.
“She’ll make a short passage if this breeze holds,” he said cheerfully. “As I’ve had three nights’ good sleep, I’ll take the first watch.”
While the sloop was driving wildly south before the following seas, or beating slowly in long tacks77 when the breeze fell light and drew ahead, the yacht skimmed over the water at her best speed; and one gray morning she steamed up Puget Sound, and a low blast of her whistle rang dolefully as she passed Osborne’s house. Clay had made his last voyage; she brought his lifeless body home.
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| n.爱尔兰式曲棍球v.猛投，用力掷( hurl的现在分词 )；大声叫骂 | |
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