BROADMAYNE and Vyse had not been more than five minutes in their bunks1 in the otherwise deserted2 crew's quarters, when the bo'sun entered, storming and raging.
"Skulking3 again!" he shouted. "Here, you son of a horse-marine, show a leg! And you, you limb of Satan, it's the like o' you as gets the likes o' me into trouble. On deck with you, an' if you don't work like blue blazes, there'll be trouble."
It was useless to refuse. Mildly, Vyse protested that their clothes had been taken away and that having to hold a blanket round one is apt to hamper4 a person's activities.
"Matthews!" he shouted. "Get the key of the slop-chest and rig these skulking hounds out.... Give you five minutes to fall in in the rig of the day," he added, "or, by smoke! you won't get even bread and water for the next twenty-four hours."
Well within the stipulated7 time the two chums went on deck, each dressed in rubber-boots, blue jersey8 and canvas jumper and trousers.
"Look lively there!" shouted the bosun. "Nip down the hold and bear a hand."
The hold was almost empty. In one corner was a pile of iron-bound boxes and a number of small sacks, the mouths of which were secured with wire and sealed with discs of sealing-wax.
For some reason the derricks had not been brought into use. Each packet was handled separately, passed from one man to another, until by stages it reached the deck. Here a careful tally9 was made before the booty was transhipped to the lugger Fairy.
"That's the lot, Cap'n Silas," shouted Captain Cain. "You know your orders. Right-o; carry on and good luck!"
Quickly the dark brown canvas of the Fairy was set. She was riding head to wind alongside the Alerte, held only by a bow-and-stern warp10.
"All ready!" shouted Porthoustoc. "Let go, for'ard."
A slight touch of the lugger's tiller gave her sufficient sheer to allow the head sails to draw.
"All gone!" shouted one of the Alerte's crew.
Then like a wraith12 the lugger drew ahead. There was no doubt about her speed and handiness. Without having recourse to her motor, she glided13 between the rocky pinnacles14 and was soon lost to sight in the gathering15 mist.
"Eighteen hours stand easy, men!" announced Captain Cain. "Clear away and hands to diving stations. We'll lie here as comfortably as any one could wish till to-morrow evening. If all goes well, my lads, we'll rake in another twenty thousand or so before this week's out."
Within twelve hours from the time when she cast off from alongside the Alerte, the Fairy was creeping past the Cornish coast, with the little fishing port of Mousehole bearing one point on her port bow, distant about one mile.
The Fairy had made a quick and uneventful passage, averaging seven and a half knots. Captain Silas Porthoustoc was almost shaking hands with himself.
"Lawks!" he muttered. "'Yes a fair ole game. 'Ere's that there Cap'n Cain, as he calls hisself, a-tellin' me to put the stuff in such an' such a place until such times as they Lunnon men—fair sharks they be, drat 'em—come down wi' a moty car an' take it away. Then there's that Pengelly—I don't like him much, but 'e's a sight better'n t'other un says 'e, 'Don't 'ee du it, Silas. Hide the stuff in cave behind your kitchen, an' we'll share the profits.' Well, I dunno. There's one thing, they girt swells16 from Lunnon won't handle the stuff, or my name's not Silas Porthoustoc; nor will that Cap'n Cain. An' tes more'n likely as 'ow Cap'n Cain an' Mr. Pengelly'll row an' finish by blowin' holes in one another's skulls17. That bein' so, I collar the lot."
He interrupted his dreams of avarice18 by glancing skyward. The wind, hitherto strong, had died away, which was just what he wanted.
"Garge!" he shouted to his mate. "'And that there topsail. We'm not puttin' into Newlyn—tide don't serve. We'll bring up inside Clement's Island. She'll be quite all right. If you an' young Bill want a spell ashore19, you can, 'slongs you'm board come eight t'morrow morn."
Garge jumped at the suggestion. His home was at Newlyn. It was an easy walk from Mousehole. Young Bill, Garge's nephew, could go with him.
Accordingly the anchor was let go and the sails loosely stowed. The Fairy, being one of a type common to Mounts Bay, would excite no curiosity. She was registered as a fishing craft and, in fact, was one except when Captain Silas had undertakings20 of a more hazardous21 and withal more profitable nature in hand.
The mate hailed a passing boat, and uncle and nephew were readily given a passage ashore.
Left to himself, Cap'n Silas paced the deck till nightfall, relieving the monotony by exchanging bantering22 speech with the crews of the outward-bound Mousehole fishing fleet, most of whom he knew.
Shortly after midnight Silas went on deck. Everything was quiet. Softly he brought the dinghy alongside, muffled24 the rowlocks with cotton waste and then proceeded to load up with the precious cargo25 received from the Alerte.
Deeply laden26, the dinghy was rowed shorewards, right into a small cave about a mile to the southward of Mousehole village. Here the cargo was unloaded and buried in the firm white sand forming the floor of the cave, at fifty yards from its mouth.
Silas, when he worked, did work. Normally easy-going and of a lazy disposition27, he had the gift of toiling28 with almost superhuman energy when circumstances required. And this was one of them.
Ten times during the long December night did the dinghy, well down in the water, make the double passage between the Fairy and the cave.
At a quarter to eight, Silas, looking fresh as paint, rowed ashore, this time to Mousehole to pick up his crew. Two hours later the Fairy entered Newlyn harbour, where her captain received the condolences of the fisher-folk on the news that his trip had proved to be singularly unfortunate. The Fairy had not brought back so much as a solitary29 fish.
Captain Silas Porthoustoc, with his tongue in his cheek, went home.
His cottage was situated30 on the hillside beyond Mousehole. When ashore, he spent much of his time gardening, and so poor is the Cornish soil that to grow anything worth having the ground has to be plentifully31 manured. Hence, it occasioned no comment when Captain Silas toiled33 up the hill with a wheelbarrow full of seaweed, since seaweed is an excellent fertiliser. Had any one, sufficiently34 curious and daring to risk incurring35 the old skipper's anger, investigated what was under the seaweed the result would have surprised them.
In three days, Silas made forty-eight trips with his wheelbarrow. At the end of that time his garden still required more manure32; but every ounce of the booty from the Alerte was snugly36 stowed away in the cave behind the kitchen of Silas Porthoustoc's cottage.
Darkness had fallen when the Alerte rose to the surface, after her eighteen hours' repose37. Before the moon rose the crew had set up the funnel38, masts and rigging, and by nine in the evening she was shaping a course slightly to the west'ard of the Casquets—that dangerous and frequently fog-bound ledge39 of rocks six miles west of Alderney.
Up to the present, Captain Cain had not put into execution his threat of punishing Broadmayne and his chum for their "desertion." For one thing, he meant to make an example of them before the crew, and consequently waited until the men had had their greatly-wanted rest; for another, he believed in "prolonging the agony," or delaying the actual punishment in order that the thought of it would prey40 upon the minds of the culprits.
From information obtained through the medium of Captain Silas Porthoustoc, the pirate skipper of the Alerte knew that a small French steamer, the Surcouf, was leaving St. Malo for the French islands of St. Pierre and Miquelon, lying off Newfoundland. Amongst other items, she carried the sum of five hundred thousand francs for the treasury41 of these Gallic dependencies and a quantity of valuable silver plate, the private property of one of the chief officials of St. Pierre.
An hour before sunrise the Alerte stopped her engines. She was then nine miles W.N.W. of the Casquets. By means of her wireless42 she learnt that the Surcouf would not clear St. Malo earlier than ten o'clock, or two hours before high water.
All hands were mustered44 on deck. Seized by a couple of the crew, Rollo Vyse was hauled to the up-turned boat that formed the screen for the quick-firer. Although boiling with rage, Vyse kept his feelings under control. Resistance was useless. He might easily fell his two captors, but he could not hope to defy the whole crew successfully. At one moment he harboured a scheme to break loose and hurl45 himself upon the pirate captain; but to do so, he would have to run the gauntlet of a dozen active and strongly-built men. So, in the circumstances, he made up his mind to take his gruelling with as much fortitude46 as possible.
Stripped to the waist, Vyse was secured to the boat, his arms over the keel and his ankles lashed47 to one of the gunwales.
"All ready, sir," reported the bo'sun, who held a formidable-looking whip of plaited sennet, terminating in a triple leather thong48.
"Give him a dozen to start with, Mr. Barnard," ordered Captain Cain. "We'll see how he likes that."
The bo'sun drew his fingers caressingly49 through the thongs50, spat51 upon his palm after the manner of horny-handed sailor-men, and prepared to enjoy himself.
"I am here!" announced Broadmayne, stepping forward from the wake of the conning-tower. "I don't suppose it's any use protesting——"
"It isn't," interrupted Captain Cain grimly.
The crew roared with merriment.
"Then I won't," continued the Sub. "But I will point out that you're exacting53 the penalty before trial. We haven't had a chance to defend ourselves. Now, Captain Cain, I'll make a sporting offer. I don't suppose you have boxing-gloves on board, so I'll challenge any man in the ship, yourself included, to a five-round contest with bare fists. If I win, then my friend goes unpunished. I don't ask for any favour on my own behalf. In any case, the hands will see a sight worth seeing."
"Good lad!" shouted one of the crew, and about half a dozen others applauded. The proposition appealed to their love of sport. They were ready to witness the comparatively tame spectacle of a man being flogged; but they vastly preferred to enjoy a fight with the gloves off.
"Silence!" roared the Captain.
Captain Cain strode towards the delinquent55. Three steps did he take, then he stopped abruptly56. Perhaps for the first time he realised that maintaining discipline over a crowd of rogues—rogues of his own making—was a different matter to that of the old days, when his authority was backed by the King's Commission. The early successes of the cruise had turned the men's heads. Between themselves, they held the creed57 that "Jack's as good as his master," but as yet they dare not profess58 it openly. Nevertheless, Captain Cain felt that he was playing with a volcano.
"Good idea, my lads!" he exclaimed, without betraying his suspicions. "Who'll uphold the reputation of the ship to the extent of five rounds?"
There was a long pause. Several of the men, great, deep-chested fellows who were good at a rough and tumble, were thinking about accepting the challenge, but the sight of the tall, well-built Broadmayne, who in addition had youth on his side, made them think twice—or more.
"Blime!" ejaculated a bull-necked, bullet-headed fellow, "wot are we all a-hangin' on to the slack for? 'Ere goes, ole sport. I'll take you on."
The speaker looked, and undoubtedly59 was, a tough proposition. An ex-first-class stoker, he had been employed as a coal-heaver at Millbay Docks until, after a term of unemployment, he had been engaged at the Polkyll Creek60 Shipbreaking Works as a hammerman. In spite of being nearly forty years of age, he was in the pink of condition and as hard as nails. Three inches shorter than Broadmayne, he was certainly heavier and possessed61 the doubtful advantage of three inches in girth. The muscles of his arms stood up like egg-shaped stones under his firm flesh. The sinews of his chest were like whipcord. But there was one defect that the Sub was quick to notice. Like many a man of his build, the ex-stoker was disproportionately weak in the lower limbs.
All the same, Broadmayne realised that he had a heavy task in front of him. If he were to more than hold his own, he must avoid a direct blow of the other's shoulder-of-mutton fist, and trust to science and agility62 to counteract63 the fellow's superabundant reserve of brute64 force.
"My chum's my second," declared Broadmayne. "Cast him loose."
Somewhat to his surprise the men did so, Captain Cain raising no objection.
"Whatever happens," whispered the Sub, "you're free for the time. That's something."
"Be careful," cautioned Vyse. "Try tiring him out."
"I mean to," rejoined Broadmayne.
Already the rough preparations for the contest were complete. The slightly curving steel deck made a sorry ring, destitute65 of matting. Two ropes had been stretched from rail to rail, two others crossing them at right angles.
Pengelly was appointed referee66. Barnard, the bo'sun, acted as timekeeper, conspicuously67 displaying a handsome gold watch, lately the property of the captain of the Cap Hoorn. Captain Cain, perched upon the upturned keel of the quick-firer's screen, watched the proceedings68 at a distance of about five yards; but the crew, squatting69 on deck, crowded close to the ropes, determined70 not to miss the advantage of the front row seats.
The ex-stoker opened the proceedings by making a bull-like rush at his antagonist71. Broadmayne avoided the onslaught with comparative ease, but could not resist the temptation of delivering a left at the side of the other's head. Adroitly72 ducking, the man avoided the blow and retaliated73 with a jab intended for the Sub's ribs74 in the region of the heart. It was not a vicious blow. The ex-stoker, thinking he was bound to win, was loath75 to make an early finish. A spectacular display to delight his comrades was what he wanted. The knock-out, he decided76, would come in the fifth round—not before.
Nevertheless, the jab jolted77 Broadmayne severely78. It taught him a lesson. For the rest of the round he was strictly79 on the defensive80, trusting to footwork to avoid further punishment.
The second round was much on the same principle. It ended with Broadmayne feeling none the worse, but the ex-stoker somewhat blown and perspiring81 freely. The spectators, disappointed at the tameness of the contest, blew off steam by shouting to their champion to get to work, and jeering82 at the Sub's wary83 and seemingly faint-hearted tactics.
Goaded84 by the exhortations85 of his messmates, the ex-stoker warmed to his work in the third round. More than once he drove Broadmayne against the ropes, where only by dexterity86 did he escape a disastrous87 "clinch88." Once the Sub got home with a smashing blow between his antagonist's eyes. It would have knocked out any ordinary man, but the fellow, beyond recoiling89, seemed none the worse. Quickly he had his revenge by delivering a straight left on Broadmayne's left cheek, which had the effect of sobering him completely for the rest of the round.
"Fourth round—seconds out of the ring!"
Broadmayne left his corner feeling far from comfortable. The ex-stoker, with blood trickling90 from his nose, grinned disdainfully at him, then ducking, rushed headlong at his adversary91.
For a brief instant the Sub stood his ground, then stepped nimbly aside. The ex-stoker's massive fist grazed his left ear, the impetus92 of the blow throwing the fellow forward. Before he could recover his balance, Broadmayne, putting every ounce into it, delivered a right, followed by a hook with his left.
Of what happened after that he had only a hazy93 idea. Like in a mist he saw the powerful figure of his antagonist collapse94. He appeared to fall neither forward nor backward, but to subside95 as his knees gave way. To Broadmayne it seemed a full minute that this continued; then, as his knees touched the steel deck the ex-stoker rolled over on his side.
"One... two... three..."
The man made an effort to rise. Broadmayne stepped forward, ready to finish the business; but there was no need. Gasping96 like a stranded97 fish, the ex-stoker rolled over again.
"... Eight... nine... ten."
Down and out!
Still a bit dazed, Broadmayne went back to his corner and leant heavily against his chum. The men were cheering like mad. It dawned upon him that they were cheering him. Tough, desperate ruffians they might be, but they were sportsmen, members of a race that produces the best winners and the best losers in the world.
Pengelly congratulated him; so did Barnard, Marchant and most of the crew. But Captain Cain held aloof98. He was furious with himself for having allowed the contest to take place. His authority had been wrecked99. The crew's attitude towards his captives had undergone a complete change. He bitterly regretted having taken them on board.
Yet, short of committing murder, he could not get rid of them. Had he been sure of his crew, he might even have taken that step, although he was loath to do so. He could not set them ashore: they knew too much. Besides, he still hoped to rake in a substantial sum for their ransom100.
"Sail on the starboard bow, sir!"
Instantly Captain Cain cast aside his train of disturbing thoughts. Hurrying to the bridge he levelled his binoculars101.
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bawled
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