But Lucy Acton smiled and curtsied when he passed as usual. Old Miss Acton was nervously3 polite in her way in her little chirrupy salutations. Captain Acton was sometimes down at the ship, but had nothing to say about the finding of a letter good or bad.
Therefore after a few days of miserable[Pg 157] anxiety, during which he was remarkable4 for sobriety and for conspicuous5 regard to his personal apparel, Mr Lawrence allowed the subject of the letter to slip from his mind, satisfied that it had been reduced to pulp6 by the wet that had fallen on the morning he lost it, or that it had been blown by some sportive stroke of breeze into a corner, or a place where it was as much lost as if it had dropped from his pocket into the ocean.
As evidence that Mr Lawrence was improving in general esteem7, a brief conversation passed at Old Harbour House on the fourth evening following the day of the loss of the letter. Captain Acton had invited some friends to a rubber of whist. Sir William Lawrence was to be amongst the guests, but as he lived near he was always late, explaining that the fact of his living near excused him for taking plenty of time. Miss Lucy was lovely in black muslin spangled with stars as the hair is dusted with gold.
Whilst they waited for Sir William the conversation turned upon his son.
"How greatly Mr Lawrence has improved, not indeed in manners, for he was always a very fine gentleman, a very pretty gentleman, but in appearance, since you gave him the command of the Minorca, Captain Acton."
This was said by Lady Larmont, the widow[Pg 158] of an East India Director, who had achieved a reputation for beneficence in the district without spending very much money.
"What I much admire in Mr Lawrence," said Miss Acton, "is his art in making a leg on entering a room. His art in this way rises to a degree that is very unusual in men nowadays, and I should think particularly in sea-faring men. His deportment embraces the whole room. A man has a right to claim some sort of excellence8 who can make a leg with skill."
"'Tis a very old-fashioned term, madam," said General Groves9, "current in my time, but I question if much understood in this."
"It is most happily explained in the play of the Man of the World," said Miss Acton. "I was never more pleased than by Sir Pertinax Macsycophant's reply to his nephew's question how he had made his way in the world. Sir Pertinax replies, 'By booing, sir.' A great deal of money and fine social positions have been obtained by booing."
"Hence the value of being able to make a leg in your opinion, madam," said General Groves.
"If trousers come in legs must go out," said Lucy. "What is the good of being able to make a leg with elegance10 if fashion compels you to conceal11 the eloquent12 member?"
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"Well said, Miss, well said!" cried Miss Proudfoot, who was a very good hand at whist and very quarrelsome over the game.
"I don't believe myself," said Miss Acton, "that trousers ever will come in. Men whose calves13 are of a good shape and who have long been in the habit of admiring and cherishing them, will be very reluctant to conceal them in those ridiculous unmanly garments called trousers."
"As the majority of men strut14 this petty earth on drum-sticks," said General Groves. "I expect that in a few years hence the universal male wear will be trousers."
He looked at his own legs. Time had somewhat shrunk them.
"Mr Lawrence has wonderfully improved of late," said Miss Proudfoot, with a glance at Lucy. "I should say that when in the Navy he was one of the handsomest men in that glorious Service."
"All praise of him is gratifying to me for his father's sake," said Captain Acton, whilst Lucy sat in silence with the shadow of a smile lurking16 about her mouth, but invisible in her soft, dreamy half-veiled eyes.
"Would not you like to take a trip to the West Indies in your father's ship, Miss?" said the Reverend James Prettyman, who had[Pg 160] been headmaster at a fashionable school for young gentlemen for many years past in a city about twenty miles distant from Old Harbour Town.
"Only the other day," replied Lucy, "I told Mr Eagle, the mate of the vessel17, that I could not imagine a pleasanter trip than a voyage to the West Indies in the Minorca, but I stipulated18 that the sea should be always smooth."
"There it is!" said Miss Acton. "Give me a sea as smooth as our lawn, and I will accompany you, my dear."
Here Mr Pierpoint, who held some influential20 position in connection with Old Harbour and was one of Captain Acton's frequent guests at his whist tables, exclaimed: "The master of the Aurora21 told me, a day or two ago, that Mr Lawrence was attempting a wonderful innovation in Merchant ships by the introduction of a sick-bay, after the custom of men-o'-war."
"It is true, sir," said Captain Acton, "and Mr Lawrence loses nothing in my esteem by his idea and application of it. The Merchants care nothing about their sick. 'A sick man is no man's dog,' I believe, is one of their adages22. Every vessel, supposing her to be above a certain tonnage, whether flying a pennant23 or not, should have quarters properly fitted for[Pg 161] the reception and treatment of the sick among her crew."
"I should think so indeed, poor men!" exclaimed Miss Acton.
"Suppose she carries no surgeon?" said Mr Pierpoint.
"Her master should be able to dispense24 physic with the aid of a book," said Captain Acton. "Besides, the idea is to isolate25 the sufferers from the rest of the crew in the black, wet, slush-lighted holes in which Merchant sailors are forced to live in dozens, breathing the aroma26 of their own breath, and creating such an atmosphere that the wicked halo of miasma27 gleams a corpse-light round the flickering28, stinking29 flame which hovers30 at the mouth of the spout31 of the lamp."
"What an awful picture!" cried Miss Proudfoot.
"Who'd be a sailor in the Merchant Service!" exclaimed General Groves.
"It is a noble life," said Lucy. "But it must be nobly lived."
"Oh, madam, I thank you," exclaimed Mr Prettyman. "To live nobly you need pure air to begin with. But it certainly does young Mr Lawrence great credit to be the first, as I apprehend32 from this conversation, to introduce sick quarters for sick men on board Merchant ships. I doubt even if the East [Pg 162]India Company's vessels33 are fitted with such humane34 receptacles."
"And yet Nelson," said Lady Larmont, "liked the Merchant Service so well that he was reluctant to leave it to enter the Royal Navy. When he came from his West India voyage in a Merchant ship his favourite saying was, 'Aft the more honour. Forward the better man.'"
At this moment the conversation was interrupted by the bustling35 entrance of Admiral Sir William Lawrence, when of course the conversation was immediately changed from the subject of his son and sick-bays to other matters.
The Minorca was announced to sail on Tuesday, 3rd May, at half-past twelve o'clock. All her people without exception lived in or near Old Harbour Town, consequently her crew was quickly assembled. On the day previous they had bent36 all sails, rove all running rigging, done all that was necessary to render a ship fit for the sea. She lay between two other vessels, but was readily distinguished37, not only by her rig but by the height her masts towered above those of the others.
It had been arranged between Captain Acton and Admiral Lawrence that the latter should breakfast at half-past nine with Captain[Pg 163] Acton, who would then fill an hour with transaction of certain business which he could deal with in his own house, leaving the Admiral to amuse himself in the grounds with his pipe, and, if he chose, a telescope; after which they would walk leisurely39 down to Old Harbour, go on board the Minorca, and take a farewell view of the vessel with a God-speed to her new commander.
Lucy over-night had said she would join them, but she did not appear at the breakfast table. Her father enquired41 for her, and was told that she had left the house an hour earlier, or perhaps more, to take the morning air and a walk with her dog.
Neither Captain Acton nor Miss Acton witnessed anything strange in the absence of Lucy from the breakfast table. She was in the habit of taking these early walks, and would often turn into a cottage whose inmates42 she well knew and breakfast with the occupants, enjoying more the egg warm from the nest, the home-cured rasher of bacon, the pot of home-made jam, the slice of brown bread and sweet butter, the bowl of new milk, or the cup of tea which on such grand occasions would be introduced by her humble43 friends, than the choicest dainties which her father's cook could send to the breakfast table at Old Harbour House.
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"I expect you will find her down at the wharves44 waiting for the ship to sail," said Miss Acton. "I met Mrs Jellybottle yesterday. She told me that Farmer Jellybottle had received on the previous day a large parcel of very substantial eatables from his brother, who is head gardener at Lord Lancaster's. Lucy has possibly been tempted45 by the display."
"Here is her dog anyhow!" exclaimed the Admiral, as the little animal marched into the room and stood near Lucy's chair with fore-foot lifted as though she awaited her mistress.
"How sits the wind?" enquired Captain Acton, who being used to his daughter's occasional absence took no particular interest in her failure that morning to attend the breakfast table.
"I believe," said the Admiral, casting his eyes at the window, "that it blows a pretty little off-shore breeze from the north. The sea is rippled46 by it into a dark blue, and your ship will sail into it with almost square yards."
"No ship of mine departs without my heart accompanying her," said Captain Acton. "I believe I am bound to go in one of them to the West Indies some day or other, but not whilst there's an enemy's cruiser to be met with in the circle of the horizon."
"I suppose, sir," said Miss Acton to the[Pg 165] Admiral, "that there is no further news of the descent of the French."
"Plenty of news, madam," answered the Admiral, "but most of the reports are lies born of fear. The French never can get a footing upon this land."
This led to a brief argument between Captain Acton and Sir William, who was making a prodigious47 breakfast off a large crab48, which he affirmed was much more delicate eating than the lobster49, as the shrimp50 is sweeter than the prawn51, though people whom the actor Quin loved to deride52 were of a different opinion. He had begun with crab, and was now ploughing heartily53 through a dish of eggs and bacon, with a view to letting go his anchor in some savoury sausages. Captain Acton fed capriciously, as a man who thinks of his digestion54 more than his appetite.
After breakfast the Captain went to his library to transact38 certain business with a lawyer and one or two others, Miss Acton to the housekeeper's room, there to receive certain poor people, and Sir William Lawrence, filling his pipe, waited in the grounds until Captain Acton should appear, and diverted himself as best he could with conversation with the gardeners and in admiring the springing flowers.
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He came from the kitchen garden and was standing55 in the middle of the lawn, where he obtained a view of the sea betwixt the bluff56 on which stood the windmill and the other bluff on which stood the lighthouse. He sent his gaze in the direction of Old Harbour. It was a heedless gaze. He took no particular note. Alongside the wharves a number of small vessels were moored57. They somewhat crowded the eye with their rigging and spars. The brig-of-war lay in her accustomed place off the pier19. Apparently58 it was not Lieutenant59 Tupman's intention to put to sea that day.
All of a sudden the Admiral's gaze, that was somewhat heedless—that of a man who takes in a general prospect60 without regard to particulars—grew intent: his eyes were fixed61 on Old Harbour. In a minute they grew more than intent: astonishment62 dilated63 them, and they were not without the sparkle of alarm. He rubbed his eyes, and removing his pipe from his lips strained his gaze once more at the shipping64 in the Harbour.
"Good God!" he ejaculated, "where is she?"
Only a little bit of sea lay within his sight; that which he had seen ran in blue ripples65 between the points of cliff which framed the entrance to Old Harbour. Though the[Pg 167] scene was distant, his sight, for a man of advanced age, was fairly good, and even all that distance off, he could without much difficulty distinguish the fine lines of the Aurora's masts bearing their trucks high above the spars and rigging of the vessels abaft66 and ahead of her.
He walked to a bed of flowers at which an under-gardener was at work, and said to the man: "Have you good eyes?"
"I can see a good bit, your honour."
"Do you know the Minorca?"
"Oh yes, sir."
"Could you distinguish her if she's in the Harbour at this distance?"
"Why, sartinly, your honour," answered the man, looking at the Admiral.
"Then tell me if you see her," and the Admiral watched him with such an expression of face as he might have looked with at a falling barometer67 in seas distinguished for cyclones68 and typhoons.
The gardener gazed and gazed, and his intent regard crumpled69 his brow, for he seemed ambitious to be able to say he could see the ship. After a considerable pause, during a portion of which the man sheltered his eyes with his hand, he exclaimed: "If the Minorca's a three-masted vessel, square rigged forward, and fore-and-aft rigged on the mizzen-mast,[Pg 168] then all that I can say is, your honour, she ain't among that shipping down there."
Without speech the Admiral walked away swiftly on the stout70 staff he was used to carry, striking the sward with it till you witnessed the energy of his thoughts with each blow, and, entering the hall of Old Harbour House, took down from its brackets a very handsome, and for those times, powerful telescope with which he returned to the place he had left, where he might obtain the best view of the Harbour that was to be got from the grounds of the mansion71.
He levelled the tubes at the shipping, but witnessed no signs of the Minorca. He was amazed. The glass sank in his hand, and he rubbed his naked eye and fastened it again upon the Harbour. The vessel was to sail at half-past twelve, and it was now about a quarter past ten, and the Minorca was gone. The old gentleman took aim with his glass at the little breadth of sea that was in sight, in a hopeless way conceiving that a sail, invisible to his bare vision, might leap into the lenses out of the distant blue recess72, and proclaim herself to his nautical73 eye as the ship that was gone. Nothing was in sight.
He stood musing74. It was, as we have seen, about a quarter past ten. Captain Acton would not have completed his business until[Pg 169] something after eleven. Should the Admiral invade him with the announcement of this strange disappearance75 of his ship? He considered the matter a little, and concluded that it must be impossible but that, although Captain Acton had been silent on the subject at the breakfast table, he must know the business of his ship, and that it was understood between him and Mr Lawrence that if the wind served, or anything unforeseen befell, or if Mr Lawrence in his judgment76 chose to sail before the time announced, he was at liberty to let go his fasts and blow into the open at any hour he pleased. Thus it struck the old man, though secretly he did not regard his own reasoning as sagacious.
Nevertheless he determined77 to await Captain Acton's arrival from the business which was holding him in his library; so he lighted his pipe afresh with his singular little pistol-shaped pipe-lighter and struck about the grounds with his staff, blowing great clouds out of the depth of his meditation78, and often heaving a sailor's blessing79 at the two points of cliff which interrupted the view of the sea to east and west of the coast.
It was a few minutes past eleven when Captain Acton came out of the house talking to Miss Acton, who was followed by her own and Lucy's dog.
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"Sorry to have kept you waiting so long, Admiral!" exclaimed Captain Acton.
"Why, sir," answered the Admiral, "I don't see that we should be late if we did not go at all."
"I don't quite understand," said Captain Acton, gazing with friendly interest at the jolly, round, weather-dyed face of Sir William, whose looks certainly at this moment did not wear the jocund80 complexion81 they were used to carry.
"Your telescope is in the hall, sir," said the Admiral. "But your sight is very good. I presume that you are aware that your ship has left her berth82, and is not in the Harbour."
"Not in the Harbour!" cried Miss Acton. "Good gracious, has she sunk, do you think?"
Captain Acton sent a swift and searching glance at the shipping in the distance. He then with quick steps fetched his glass. By his movements and countenance83 the Admiral immediately perceived that he did not know his ship had sailed. He pointed84 the telescope at the shipping. The Minorca was certainly not one of them. The river flowed bare from the sea under its bridges to its inland recesses85, and offered no creek86 nor shelter to the eye for a vessel of any tonnage. If the barque was not in the Harbour, she had put to sea.[Pg 171] Both observers on the lawn were sailors, and did not need to be told this.
"If your son has sailed," said Captain Acton, with a face charged with perplexity, doubt, irritation87, and astonishment, "he had no authority to do so. What has caused him to take this step? Surely as a sailor who has served the State, he, before all masters in the Merchant Service, ought to understand the meaning of the word of command."
Sir William's countenance resembled the expression that probably decorated Captain Marryat's Port Admiral when he was told in no uncompromising language, "You be damned!"
"And where, pray, is Lucy?" said Miss Acton, in a voice querulous with alarm and other feelings, for Miss Acton was one of those old ladies who are always praising Providence88 for its blessings89, but who are very willing to find calamity90 in trifles. "She is a long time gone. Who says that she breakfasted with the Jellybottles? And at what time did she leave the house? And if Mamie went with her why is she here?" she added, turning her eyes upon the little terrier.
The hall door was wide open; a footman was crossing the hall. Captain Acton called to him.
"What time this morning did Miss Lucy leave the house?"
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"The Minorca not in the Harbour!" exclaimed Miss Acton, staring at the cluster of rigs, beyond which rose the breadth of narrow sea shining in a blue tremble to its horizon. "No accident could have happened or you would have heard, brother."
"Miss Lucy went out at about half-past seven, sir," said the footman.
"Come, Admiral, we will walk to the Harbour and enquire40 into this matter," said Captain Acton, who was somewhat pale and looked extremely disconcerted.
"But where is Lucy?" cried Miss Acton.
"Send the people about and make enquiries," answered Captain Acton. "She is making calls. It is the Minorca that has disappeared."
"But what a dreadful responsibility to leave upon my shoulders," said Miss Acton. "Suppose those I send about come back and say she is not to be found? It is more than I can bear. The charge is too awful! What am I to do if she is not to be found?"
"But she is to be found," cried Captain Acton, surveying his sister with a quarterdeck severity of look. "What do you think? That Lucy has run away with the ship? She has breakfasted somewhere and is gossiping [Pg 173]somewhere else. I leave you to make enquiries, sister. The area to be covered is not wide. She will be telling you where she has been before we return. Come, Sir William, this is the most extraordinary thing that has happened to me in my time!"
The two gentlemen set out at a vigorous pace, leaving the poor old lady overwhelmed, motionless, and gaping92 with the alarm raised in her by this enormous obligation of discovering whether her niece had breakfasted with the Jellybottles or with other folks, where she was, and why she had not returned since half-past seven that morning.
All the conversation of the two officers consisted of idle speculations93 as to the cause of the Minorca having sailed some hours before the time announced for her departure. It was clearly necessary that Mr Lawrence should have much business to do before he could quit his moorings, and that if the ship had sailed as early as the Captain and the Admiral suspected, her captain had completed all necessary arrangements on the previous day. For first the loading of the vessel was to be fully15 completed, and all the necessary papers and documents to be on board, the clearance94 or transire from the Customs duly obtained, and the master furnished with copies of the charter party or memorandum[Pg 174] of charter party and of the policies of insurance on both ship and goods.
"I saw Mr Lawrence on several occasions yesterday," exclaimed Captain Acton, "and he did not suggest by a syllable95 that he was making ready to sail early this morning before the various officials he would have to see were aboard."
The Admiral struck his staff strongly upon the earth and stopped to look through a break in the hedge in the lane or road which they were descending96, at Old Harbour: the Captain stopped too; they stared amain.
"But he must have had some object!" cried the old Admiral, whose face was strongly flushed with heat and conflicting passions. "We shall very shortly find out what that object is, and I shall feel very greatly astonished if it does not satisfy you, sir, as well as myself."
They resumed their walk. When they had reached the bridge they found old Mr Greyquill, leaning over the rail, and gazing with intentness, with a sort of lifting leer which could not be defined as a smile, though it was like the shadow of one, in the direction of Old Harbour. This person was not used to address either of the gentlemen on meeting them in the public streets. They were accustomed to nod in silence. But this morning [Pg 175]as the Admiral and the Captain passed him, the Admiral so close as to brush his coat-tail, the old scrivener turned with a rapid motion and exclaimed, still preserving his singular leer: "I beg pardon, gentlemen, but as I fail to see the Minorca amongst the ships, may I enquire if she has sailed?"
"That, sir, is the errand which is carrying us to the wharves," answered the Admiral, and the two passed on, whilst Mr Greyquill, retaining a hold on the rail of the bridge with his hand, gazed after them with an unchanged face.
It was hard upon twelve o'clock when Captain Acton and his friend reached the wharves. Though there was plenty of shipping about to suggest occupation there was little apparently doing. Here and there a song was monotonously97 sung by sailors or labourers who were leisurely taking in or discharging cargo98. Had the Minorca sailed at her appointed hour the little Harbour would no doubt have looked gay with colours flying on the ships and plenty of gossips to see the vessels off on the wharf99.
Captain Acton and the Admiral turned into the Custom House, and the first person they met after leaving it was Josiah Weaver100, master of the Aurora, a thick-set man of a dark-red complexion rendered more glowing still by the[Pg 176] sun, greasy101 deep-red hair, ear-rings, and brown eyes which moved sharply in their sheaths.
"I find," cried Captain Acton, eagerly addressing him, "that the Minorca has sailed. How is this? Do you know anything about the matter?"
"She left the Harbour at about a quarter past eight this morning, sir," answered Weaver.
"At about a quarter past eight!" exclaimed Captain Acton. "What was Mr Lawrence's object in quitting his berth before the fixed time?"
Captain Weaver faintly smiled, slightly glancing at Admiral Lawrence.
"When I saw the ship starting," said he, "I walked over to her and asked Mr Lawrence, who was standing right aft watching the crew working, making sail and so forth102, what made him in such a hurry, and he answered that he had received news on the previous night of a French cruiser that was hovering103 over this part of the coast, that when last seen she was standing to the east'ard, and that he had made up his mind to sneak104 the Minorca out at daybreak if possible so as to have the heels of her should she shift her helm, as he had no mind to start his first voyage in Captain Acton's employ by being taken by a French cruiser and locked up for a time no man could detarmine."
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"And that was the reason for sailing which he gave you?" said Captain Acton.
"Yes, sir."
Captain Acton looked at the Admiral, who was staring sternly into Captain Weaver's face.
"Mr Lawrence told you," said Captain Acton, "that he had received the news of this cruiser last night. At what hour, do you think?"
"That, sir, I couldn't say," answered Captain Weaver. "But we might take it as his having heard it after eight o'clock."
"In that case he must have intended during the day," said Captain Acton, addressing the Admiral, "to sail early this morning. For, as I have explained to you, he could have had no time to do his business at so early an hour at which he started this morning, nor would the officials be seen at that time. Therefore he must have made the necessary arrangements yesterday for what he contemplated105 as a daybreak departure this morning."
"Does the ship call anywhere in England before her final departure for her port?" asked the Admiral in a voice that proclaimed his heart hot with bewilderment, doubt, and anger.
"No, sir," answered Captain Acton.
"A pity!" said the Admiral, striking the ground with his staff. "Otherwise I would[Pg 178] have posted it, caught him, and asked him his reason, which to satisfy me would have to prove infinitely106 more intelligible107 than the one Captain Weaver has repeated."
"I saw him two or three times yesterday," said Captain Acton. "He had nothing to say about French cruisers in the offing. Nor did he give me a hint that he was taking the necessary steps to quit this Harbour early this morning."
"Is the ship in sight?" exclaimed the Admiral.
"No, sir. A man came down from the cliffs," answered Captain Weaver, "and I asked him that question, and he said she'd rounded the coast to the west'ard."
"The pilot," said Captain Acton, "was John Andrews. Was he on board, do you know?"
"Yes, sir," answered Captain Weaver, "I took notice of him on the fok'sle."
They could obtain no further information from Captain Weaver. They called at "The Swan" and saw the landlord, who told them that he had seen Mr Lawrence on the previous day, that, in fact, he had lunched at the Inn and sat next him, but had said never a word about the change in the sailing of his ship. They called upon Mrs Andrews, the pilot's wife, who informed them that Mr Lawrence[Pg 179] had told her husband the day before that the hour of sailing had been changed, and that the Minorca would leave Old Harbour shortly after eight o'clock instead of half-past twelve.
"Did Mr Lawrence state the reason of this change?" enquired Captain Acton.
"Not to my husband, sir, who naturally thought the matter all right, and said he would be on board at half-past seven."
They met Lieutenant Tupman of the Saucy108 brig-of-war, a large, fat, purple, smiling man, with the word grog written in small red veins109 over his nose and parts of his cheeks: obviously a good-natured, drunken fellow who would fight, no doubt, if a Frenchman opposed him, but who preferred his bed and "The Swan" to frequent sentinel cruisings in his little ship of war. Both gentlemen knew him slightly. They ventured on this occasion to stop and accost110 him. They asked him if it was true that news of a French cruiser being off the coast had come to hand, and he answered that he had not heard of such a ship being near the coast.
The replies of other questions put to Mr Tupman were equally unsatisfactory, and it now being past one o'clock and the information the Captain and the Admiral had obtained not being worth the questions that had elicited111 it, they stepped on to the bridge and walked[Pg 180] in the direction of Old Harbour House, the Admiral saying that he would accompany the Captain to his home, as he was anxious to hear if Miss Acton had obtained news of Lucy.
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