WHEN day broke I hauled aft the sheet and headed the boat to the southward, for I had now crossed what I took to be the head of the island and could run down the other side. By the time it was fairly dawn I had made enough southing to place the north end of the island between ourselves and the ship. My calculations had been remarkably1 accurate again. I had weathered the islands fairly in good time, and now as the sun rose I steered2 the boat directly toward the land, the changed direction of the morning breeze permitting me to lay the desired course.
My hopes were high and I felt a kind of exhilaration at our escape, although I was by no means inclined to minimize the possibilities of grave peril3 we might soon be compelled to meet. The island was our destination, however, and for it therefore I determinedly4 headed my small[178] craft with its precious and still peacefully sleeping cargo5. Poor girl, if ever a woman needed sleep and rest it was she. And her easy slumber6 pleased me the more for it bespoke7 not only weariness amounting to exhaustion8 but confidence and trust—and in me, and I was stirred to even greater devotion.
I had sailed in nearly all the waters of the globe, frequented and unfrequented, and I fancied I had chanced upon most of the odd things to be seen therein, but I am free to admit that the island was unlike any I had ever looked upon. The chart should have prepared me for it, but it had not. In the first place, like most Pacific islands, this was enclosed by a barrier reef over which the waves broke in white caps as far as I could see. I supposed that somewhere there would be an opening in the reef through which we could sail, although the chart, rather roughly drawn9, had showed none. That an opening should exist was so invariably the case with all such islands as I had ever known or read about that I counted upon finding one here. But I could not see any opening from the boat as yet. The lagoon10 enclosed by the barrier[179] reef seemed to be from a half to three-quarters of a mile wide.
The strangest part of the whole game was that the island itself looked like a whitish-gray wall rising straight up from the lagoon for, I suppose, from one hundred and fifty feet in the lowest parts to three hundred feet or more in the highest. And the wall appeared to be without a break. It stood up like a solid rampart of stone, its top covered with greenery.
From where we were situated11 at just that moment I couldn’t see on to the end of the island, although from my inspection12 of it the day before, I judged it might be six or eight miles long, and as I had sailed past it I estimated it was about the same breadth and nearly circular in shape.
A long distance away on the other side and hard to be seen at all from the level of the sea in the small boat in which we were, lay other islands, faintly outlined on the far horizon. I doubt if I could have seen them at all had not the rising sun smote13 full upon them. They were too far away for my purpose, which was to make a landing as soon as possible and find some[180] concealment14 or, at worst, some practical place of defense16. I therefore paid no attention to them, not realizing what a part they were to play in the adventure following.
I suppose I must have threshed about somewhat when I brought the dinghy to the wind and changed her course, for presently my little mistress awoke. She sat up instantly and after the briefest acknowledgment of my good morning and the briefest reply to my inquiry17 as to how she did, she stared at the land toward which we were heading in so far as the wind would allow. It was a bleak18, inhospitable looking place, that gray rough wall, in spite of its infrequent cresting19 of verdure, I will admit, and she too found it so. After she had stared hard at the land, she cast an anxious glance to leeward20, but of course could make nothing definite of the distant islands there.
“We have made good our escape from the ship, since she is not to be seen,” she began.
“For the present, yes.”
“Do you think that they—”
“They’ll be after us, of course, as soon as the drink wears off.”
[181]“And when will that be?” she asked anxiously.
“Well, Master Hampdon, what do you propose between whiles?” she said.
“We must get ashore23,” said I, “as soon as possible. By the time their debauch24 will have worn off, they will either bring the ship here or send the boat after us. Afloat we can do nothing, ashore we may find some concealment and probably make some defense.”
“It is a forbidding looking shore.”
“Aye,” was my answer, “but any haven25 is better than none, and it may prove better than it promises on a nearer view.”
“Have you seen any evidence of human life?” she asked, nodding in acquiescence26 to my proposition.
“No,” I replied.
Indeed, not a curl of smoke anywhere betrayed the presence of mankind. Had it not been for depressions on the top of the wall here and there, which were filled with vegetation, one[182] might have supposed the island to be nothing but a desolate27 and arid28 rock, but this reassured me. I thought it strange that there was no mountain or hill rising from beyond the top of the wall, but I was yet to see how strange the island was. Indeed, I think there can be no other like it in the world. For I have inquired of many mariners29 and they all confess that they have seen nothing anywhere that in the least resembles it. Some, in truth, seem incredulous to my tale, though I set down naught30 but what is true.
But as it was full morning now, I decided31 that first of all the creature comforts had to be thought of. I offered to relinquish32 the tiller and prepare something to eat, but Mistress Lucy took that upon herself. What we had was cold, but there was plenty of it, and at my urging she ate heartily33. For myself I needed no stimulus34 but my raging hunger. I wanted her to be in fettle for whatever might happen and myself too, and so we fed well.
We had not much conversation the while, but I do remember that she did say she had rather be there alone with me than on the ship, whereat[183] my heart bounded, but I had sense enough to say nothing. Her loneliness and helplessness appealed to me. I might have been bold under other circumstances, but not now. She was dependent upon me and I could not bring myself to the slightest familiarity, so I only answered that I would be glad to serve her with my life and I prayed God that we might come safely out of the whole business, to which prayer she sweetly added her own amen.
Well, we coasted along that barrier reef a good part of the morning until we reached the other end of the island, and discovered to our dismay that there was absolutely no opening, no break in it through which we could make our way. When we reached the lower end, my lady was for sailing around on the other side to seek farther, but this I did not dare. We had heard nothing from the ship or her boats, and I did not propose to arouse any pursuit by coming within possible range of her glasses. I did not know where the The Rose of Devon lay; for aught I knew, they might have put her about and she might be off the south end of the island. It was better to let sleeping and drunken dogs lie,[184] I said. After my rather abrupt35 negative of her proposition she watched me in silence as with clouded brow I pondered the situation.
“Madam,” said I at last, “there is naught for us but to try to go over the reef in some fashion. As I scanned the island yesterday through the glasses I couldn’t see any opening in the reef on that side, and although I never saw or heard of a case like this before, I make no doubt but what the reef is continuous and there is no access to the island except over it. And come to think of it, Sir Philip’s chart showed no opening either.”
“Then we must even pass over it as we can. I have had some experience in taking a boat through the surf, and although it is a prodigious37 risk I believe I can take this one over. For one thing, this dinghy is built like a whaleboat; we may capsize it, but it is practicably unsinkable. I propose to take a turn of the painter around your waist. If she goes over you will not be thrown completely adrift. I am a stout38 swimmer and can catch the boat and haul you[185] in it or on it, and whatever happens our lives will be preserved.”
“Will it be so very dangerous?” she asked me.
I could have minimized the danger, of course, but I thought she was woman enough to hear the truth. She might have to face even greater dangers presently and she might as well become accustomed to the idea sooner or later. So I reasoned, and therefore I told her.
“I don’t see how the danger could possibly be greater, and yet,” I added, “I think we shall win through if you will sit perfectly39 quiet and trust to me.”
“I will do whatever you tell me,” she said, with a most becoming and unusual meekness40. “I think—I know—I trust you entirely41, Master Hampdon.”
“Very well,” said I quietly, “and now may God help us.”
Fortunately, the tide was making toward the shore of the island. I selected a spot where the huge, rolling waves seemed to break more smoothly42 than elsewhere, which argued a greater depth of water over the barrier, less roughness, and fewer possibilities of being wrecked43 on the[186] jagged points of the coral reef. Dousing44 the sail, unshipping the tiller and rudder, and pulling the oars46 with all my strength, after an unuttered prayer, I shot the boat directly toward the spot I had chosen. Just before I reached it, I threw the oars inboard, seized one of them which I wished to use as a steering47 oar45 and stepped aft past my lady, who sat a little forward and well down in the bottom of the boat. I braced48 myself in the stern sheets and waited. We were racing49 toward that reef with dizzy speed rising with the uplift of the wave. I had just time for one sentence.
“If we die,” I shouted, “remember that I have been your true servant always.”
She nodded her head, her eyes glistening50, and then I turned to the business in hand. A huge roller overtook us. The little boat rose and rose and rose with a giddy, furious motion. Suddenly it began to turn. If it went broadside to the reef and a wave caught it or one broke over it, we should be lost; but I had foreseen the danger. I threw out my oar and with every pound of strength in arm, leg, and body, I thrust blindly, desperately51 against the heave of the sea.
[187]It was an unequal combat, a man against the Pacific Ocean. I could not have maintained it for long. Yet the few seconds seemed hours. The strain was terrific, of all the tasks I ever attempted that taxed my strength the most—save one, as you shall see. If the oar broke we should be lost. It bent52 and buckled53 but held like the good honest piece of English ash that it was. Sweat poured from me, my heart throbbed54, my pulses beat, my head rang. It was not in human power to continue. I was about to give way and let go all when I cast one glance at my mistress. I saw her pale face, her bright eyes staring into mine. My strength then was about gone, but that look of appeal, entreaty55, and confidence nerved me for one last supreme56 effort.
There are not many men with as little experience in that sort of work as I had enjoyed who could have done what I did, for I held the boat steady, her bows fairly and squarely pointed57 to the reef in spite of the thrust of the ocean, and I thought triumphantly58 that I was going to make it safely in spite of all. I reckoned without my host, however. The wave[188] we were riding broke just as we reached the top. We sank down into what seemed a valley of water, the breakers roared in our ears, the spray fell over us like rain. We sank lower and lower, there was a sound of grinding along the keel. We had struck the coral evidently. The boat stopped a moment, motionless.
Unshipping my oar, I thrust it violently at the reef. The blade caught in the coral. I put all my weight against it. The water rose, the trough of the sea into which we had fallen suddenly filled. I clenched59 my teeth and closed my eyes and thrust again. The boat lifted a little, moved a little, the keel grating along the reef. I heard a scream faintly and opened my eyes. I caught a fleeting60 glimpse of my lady’s face, but could give her no attention. I struggled desperately to drag the oar free. The coral rock into which I had jammed it held the blade like a vise. The boat rose and moved faster. The oar was wrenched61 from my hands. The inrushing wave and the moving boat passing reef together, the great sea finally broke upon us.
We were over, but the wall of water struck[189] the boat, now broached62 to, full on the beam. She was lifted up, whirled over and swept inward. The mountainous sea struck me on the back and side, knocking the breath out of me and fairly hurling63 me clear of the boat so that I fell into the boiling water alongside. My lady had half risen as the boat swung broadside to the sea and she was also swept into the water. If she had remained crouched64 down she would have fallen under it and probably would have been killed.
The sea rolling inward swept us toward shore. It was well that I had taken precaution to pass the painter about her waist and tied the lashing65 securely. For by means of it she regained66 the overturned boat and climbing up clung to its keel in comparative safety for the moment. I, on the contrary, was driven landward and away from her. I struggled desperately, half-dazed, to regain67 the boat. I might better have attempted other things, but to see my shipmate there on the overturned boat, so drenched68 and forlorn, maddened me, and I fought flooding tide and flooding sea to reach her.
[190]I could not call out, I was too spent and breathless for that, but I struggled on and on. Whatever the cause, the wave which had so nearly undone69 us was followed by a succession of the hugest rollers I have ever seen. Usually the waters inside such reefs as we had passed are smooth and calm, but on that day they were scarcely less rough than the ocean. To attempt to make head against them was vain.
I know now that my lady called to me to desist, seeing from her more elevated position on the boat’s keel that we were rapidly being driven toward a strip of sandy beach. But I did not hear. I did not become aware of our nearness to the shore until my foot actually touched bottom.
The next wave carried me landward and left me prostrate70 on the sand. I scrambled71 to my feet and leaped to meet the boat, also being rolled toward the beach.
Mistress Lucy had cast off the lashing and had let herself into the water, and none too soon, for the capsized boat, I think her mast catching72 on the bottom, was suddenly righted by the waves, the mast carrying away, and before I[191] could avoid it I was struck by the prow73 and knew no more.
By this time, as I afterward74 learned, my brave shipmate had got to her feet in the shallows. She saw the boat hurled75 upon me, saw me borne backward on the beach, saw me carried up the sand, and left lying senseless by the spent wave.
With feelings which she did not attempt to describe until long after, she ran to me, and with a strength, the source of which she could not explain, dragged me further up the beach. I am a large man and with all my inertness76 and the weight of my sodden77 clothes, I know not how she compassed it.
Then she bent over me. I did not ask her what she said or did until she chose to tell me later of her own will, but I presently awoke to find her looking into my face, holding my shoulders with her hands and frantically78 calling me by name.
“Master Hampdon! Master Hampdon!”—her voice rose into a scream of terror.
“Fair and softly, my lady,” I answered slowly, sitting up and looking about me. “I am dizzy,[192] my head aches from the blow, but I believe there are no bones broken. Let me see,” I continued, rising and steadying myself by a great effort by the boat, which luckily enough lay quietly on an even keel bedded in the sand near by, and unhurt save for the broken mast. “And you, dear lady?” I asked as soon as I could command myself.
“Safe, safe, thank God and you!” she cried tremulously.
“Nay,” said I, trembling from the violence of my efforts at control, “give to Him alone the glory.”
But she shook her head. I reached down my hand toward her and lifted her up and for the first time got sight of her. She had worn a dress of some silken stuff, over a petticoat, or skirt, of darker, heavier, woolen79 cloth. Her overdress had been torn to rags by the sea. There was a great rip in her underskirt, which she caught on a nail or splinter when she slid from the boat into the water. Both her buckled shoes were gone and one stocking had been stripped from her by the seas. Her little bare foot gleamed whitely on the golden sands.[193] Her hair was undone, water dripping from her sodden raiment.
Under my steady inspection she colored violently and instinctively80 sought to conceal15 that bare foot beneath her tattered81 clothing. She hath protested often since as to how she must have looked, but to me then as ever, she was beautiful in her disarray82 and disorder83 and as to her sweet, white foot I longed to kiss it; aye, and take no shame to myself in this confession84, either. And I have done so since, not once but many times.
Obviously the first thing was to provide her with clothes. She had her other apparel in a little chest which I had lashed85 to the thwarts86, but when I searched for it in the boat it was gone, and the thwart87 too. The weight of it and the final buffeting88 had wrenched both clear. In fact, the boat was swept clean save for the weapons, which I had thrust under the thwarts and lashed there, and the contents of the lockers89. Even the sail had been dragged clear of the boom which still clung to the foot of the broken mast.
The sea had gone down a little and as I[194] stared out across the lagoon I caught sight of the sail. Fortunately it had got foul90 of the broken thwart, which had been wrenched loose by the drag of the box that had been lost, and it was still afloat. It was a light canvas. It flashed into my mind that it would do. Without a word I plunged91 into the lagoon and a few strokes brought me to it. I dragged it ashore and spread it in the sun before the inquiring gaze of my shipmate.
“What is that for, a tent?” she asked.
“Your clothes,” said I. “The first thing for me to do is to turn cobbler and tailor. You couldn’t go about, like a South Sea islander, bare armed and barefooted,” I continued calmly. “Out of the sailcloth we can make you some sort of a dress.”
“But my shoes and stockings,” she said facing me bravely, although the color came and went at the untoward92 situation for a modest maiden93.
“I can manage the shoes,” said I, “but the stockings—” I paused. “When we have made the dress,” I continued “you won’t need that red skirt and you can make shift to slit94 it into lengths[195] and wrap them about your legs. They will protect you better than what you have lost.”
Fortunately I brought along with me a sailor’s needle and palm with stout thread aplenty still safe with other contents of the lockers. It was intensely hot in the sun and it did not take the canvas spread out upon the sand long to dry. Picking it up we moved inward across the narrow strip of beach to the cool shadow of the cliff. There was much to be done, but clothes and footgear for her had to be attended to first of all. And as we had seen no one, we went about making them with energy and a good heart.
Here my little mistress could help. I am as good a tailor, I dare say, as any man that sails the seas, but feminine rigging had never been my experience or endeavor. Between us, with the aid of my sheath knife, which I ever kept sharp, we managed to cut out a plain loose dress like a tunic95. Fortunately, she being but a small woman and understanding how to use all the goods to the best advantage without wasting any, we were able to get out a suitable garment which fell below her knees halfway96 to the ground.
[196]While she was busy cutting it I had taken off my vest or jerkin of stout leather, and with her remaining shoe as a model for shape and size, I contrived97 the sort of a foot covering that the savages98 of North America call a moccasin. It was shapely enough too, and I made the soles of several thicknesses of leather, and protected the heel and toe by additional strips. So I managed to knock together a very serviceable pair of loose shoes. By the time I had finished them my lady had got her pieces laid out, and the sewing of them devolved upon me, for she could by no means with her small hands manage the rough cloth and large needle. I worked hard and before noon I had the garment fit for her to wear.
My mistress then retired99 behind the protecting rock and donned the tunic. She had taken my sheath knife with her and had made herself some kind of a girdle which she had cut from her now useless skirt. She had put on the shoes, and with further strips from the cloth had replaced the stocking that she had lost, and the other one also. She must have seen the admiration100 in my eyes as she came rather timidly[197] forward to my gaze. I suppose she had some doubts as to her appearance, but my tailoring and cobbling became her vastly, I avowed101. The canvas was new and white, the scarlet102 about her waist, even the brown leather of my moccasins with the red above, added a charming touch.
From a woman of the world and society she became in one hour, it would seem, a creature of simplicity103, like the ancient Romans of whom I had read. She still possesses that garment and those shoes, and sometimes in the privacy of her chamber104 she dons them for me. The sight brings back old days and brave days of hard fighting and true comradeship and great adventure on that far-off island set in that tropic sea under those blue skies. And I love her better than when in the diamonds and powder and silk and brilliant array with which nowadays beauty obscures itself under the demand of fashion.
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prow
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inertness
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confession
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lashed
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thwarts
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foul
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halfway
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