The cabin breakfast was served at half-past eight. A tray for Lucy was placed at the side of Mr Lawrence, who with his own hand furnished it. He then directed Paul, whilst giving him the key, to leave the door unlocked on quitting the berth9, and, turning in his chair, he watched the hunchback enter. But the door, as before, was closed by the swing of the ship, and he caught but a[Pg 312] glimpse of the interior, which did not frame its inmate10.
This time Paul was for some minutes in the berth. He came out, leaving the door unlocked as ordered, though shut, and stood beside Mr Lawrence to make his report.
"How does the lady seem?" said Mr Lawrence.
"She made me put the tray on the deck, sir," answered Paul, "and I see her running her eyes over it, and she says, 'Where's the knife, you man of the forest?' I says, 'I don't know, mum.'"
He paused.
"Nothing but a slice or two of tongue was sent to her," said Mr Lawrence, "that requires a knife to cut it with. Go on! Tell me what followed."
"After she told me to put the tray on the deck, and looked at it and asked about the knife, she stares at me just as I was about to go, and then, your honour, her face changes as if she'd pulled off a mask. She smiled with so cunning a look, such a trembling of the eyelids11, that I reckoned she'd got something hidden and was going to stab me with it, and she lifts her shoulders all the while, a-looking at me with a cunning smile and trembling eyes, till I supposed she was a-imitating of my figure; and then she whispers so soft[Pg 313] that I could just hear what she said, whilst she beckons12 to me, smiling: 'If I show it, swear you'll keep it a secret.' 'I don't know what you mean, ma'am,' I says. 'Here,' she says, with her cunning smile, and still a-beckoning. 'But if you don't keep the secret I'll kill you as sartin as that you was born in a forest.'"
Here again the fellow paused, apparently13 striving to find words to produce his picture.
"Go on!" said Mr Lawrence fiercely. "What did she show you?"
Paul started, and answered: "She took me to the locker14 that's under the window, and, lifting the lid, pointed15 down into the inside, and began to laugh with a strange, crying noise, like a cat quarrelling, and then says she, 'Do you see it?' There was nothing in the locker, saving that in one end of it she'd made a sort of bird's nest out of the bed feathers which I 'adn't swept away, and in it was her rings, a piece of soap, a salt-cellar which I hadn't missed from the tray, and what I took for a ball, but which, I allow, was her gloves rolled up tight. 'Do you see it?' she said, looking so cunning and a-whispering so mysterious, it was more like dreaming than living to see and watch her. 'That's my secret!' and then she slams the lid of the locker to, with a noise which I thought your[Pg 314] honour would believe was a pistol-shot, and says, frownin' and starin' at me with eyes that seemed to be in a blaze, 'If you says a word about what you've seen I'll kill you.'"
The fellow ceased. He had told all he had to relate, and he was by no means such a fool as not to see in his listener's face that he had related much more than enough. He scratched his thigh17 as a monkey would, and fell to waiting upon his master.
When Mr Lawrence had finished breakfast he went on deck consistently with the innovation he had made in the ship's routine aft to relieve Mr Eagle, who had come on watch at eight o'clock, and who now with Mr Pledge went to breakfast in the cabin.
It was a very fine, clear, sparkling May morning far down in the English Channel, and still the sea stretched desolate18 to its dim blue recesses19: which, had all been right with Mr Lawrence, would have pleased him very much indeed, but he had something else to think of. The waters frolicked in little sliding runs; it was a chasing dance of waters with the billows pointing their white satin shoes under their brilliant skirts of liquid blue. Mr Lawrence walked the deck, and seemed to be keeping a bright look-out as he swept the horizon with the glass he had brought with him, and often his stern, haughty20, and[Pg 315] handsome face was directed towards the men, who seemed to know that a vigilant21 eye had hove into view through the companion, and they clapped a fresh colour of activity into those motions of limbs which accompanied their labours.
But in truth Mr Lawrence was all the while thinking of what he had heard from Paul, and every time he took a turn his gaze went to the companion hatch, whence, now that her cabin door was unlocked, he expected at any moment to see the figure of Lucy Acton emerge.
What would she do if she came on deck? And what was he to do if his treatment of her had driven her mad? It seemed like all the world to a very little, for here was this one man in conflict with really stupendous circumstances brought about by himself. Upon his hands was the girl of his heart, the most adorable of women in his opinion, as mad—if he was to trust the evidence of his own senses and the report of his steward—as any howling, grimacing22, jibbering inmate of a lunatic asylum23. Upon his hands, too, was the ship with a crowd of sailors, the ship to be feloniously sold, the sailors to be fraudulently got rid of: and much must depend upon the reception accorded him and his friend Dick, if it ever should come to[Pg 316] the Minorca's safe arrival at Rio de Janeiro, by the intelligent scoundrel whom he had named in his letter as Don José Zamovano y Villa24.
Mr Eagle did not keep him long waiting, and when that surly, awkward seaman25 arrived Mr Lawrence went below and found Mr Thomas Pledge in the act of leaving the table and the cabin, with his jaw26 still working in mastication27. It was clear that Mr Pledge had no intention of keeping his seat, even though he had not entirely28 swallowed his last mouthful, when Mr Lawrence hove in sight.
As the second mate climbed the companion steps Mr Lawrence stood with his hand upon the table and his eyes fastened upon Lucy's door, thinking. It was clear he was hanging in the wind, as sailors say. He could head a boarding party, he could look a loaded cannon29 full in the muzzle30, he could risk seizing the side-rope which was connected with a fuse for exploding the powder-room of a pirate that was to be boarded and taken; but he seemed to lack heart for such an enterprise as his opening of that door, and his entrance into that berth signified.
He formed his resolution, and stepping to the door, knocked. He received no answer, whereupon he entered.
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He started as though he was confronted by something totally different from the lady he expected to see. In truth Mr Lawrence had never seen Lucy Acton with her hair down. Always when they met her hair had been dressed in the prevailing31 mode, with a little fringing or shadowing of wisps on her fair brow and curls on the beautiful outlines of her shoulders. Whether her hair had become disengaged from its fastenings in the night, or whether the deck mattress32 had done half and she with her fingers had let fall the rest, matters not; she was before him, clothed all about her back and breast with her abundance of soft dark hair.
She was kneeling or crouching33 at the breakfast tray which was upon the deck, and when Mr Lawrence entered, she held in one hand a piece of cold tongue, a bite or two out of which she was eating, and in the other hand a white biscuit. The cup was half-full of tea. She did not lift her eyes when he entered, nor seem to be aware that another occupied the cabin besides herself. She looked at the piece of tongue with a smile which was a miracle of idiotism in its perfect conveyance34 of no meaning, then bit what was in her mouth, then smiled again; and again as suddenly frowned with a marvellous swiftness of transformation35 of facial[Pg 318] expression. So that whilst she looked, she appeared idiotic36 in one instant, in the next she wore a strange and alarming look of angry madness, dreadful to witness, working in her lineaments so sweetly feminine, so purely37 gentle.
Her natural colour had not wholly faded from her cheek, but the bloom was very faint indeed, once removed only perhaps from pallor, so that her eyes, which in the full glow of her beauty were as a sorceress's for liquid softness and the lambent lights of passions and emotions, making one think of a dark midnight sea illuminated38 by the moon, gathered a keenness of outline, a vitality39 of colour and play which of themselves would have suffered her to pass as the mad girl she was or figured to be.
"I wish, madam," he said, "I could see you seated more comfortably. But I wish more that you could see into my heart, what I feel there, and how my pain is infinitely40 keener than yours, because my love for you, my inexorable passion for you, my determination to win you and make you my own for life, paralysing the efforts of those who would keep us asunder41, make the very soul within me shrink to behold42 you so uneasy, so unhappy, so reluctant to cast upon me one look—even one look—to persuade me that my stratagem43 was based upon my conviction that I am not[Pg 319] indifferent to you, nay44, that deep in your spirit your love for me dwells as a jewel in a casket that yourself dare not open, though willing that I should."
She continued at one moment smiling her idiot smile, at another moment frowning her madwoman's frown, whilst he spoke45. Then looking up she seemed to perceive him for the first time, sprang erect46 with a wonderful convulsion of terror in her whole form, and a sharp, short, piercing shriek47 of distress48.
"Who are you, sir?" she cried, brushing her hair by a fling of both hands from her brow and cheeks. "How durst you intrude49 upon me? Do you know I am a woman—a lady—a lady—a princess—the Princess Tatters, sir, the daughter of a great and powerful lord who would condemn50 you to be hanged if he caught you here!"
It was sure that neither the spirit nor the inspiration of the genius of the famous Kitty O'Hara was far distant from her child when this sweet and astonishing young creature executed the above feat16 of dramatic gymnastics and delivered the words just recorded.
The bewildered man stared at her as though he was himself bereft51 of reason. Amazement52, confusion, love, pity, horror, doubt were amongst the expressions which ran through his countenance53 like shadow chasing shadow.
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"My dearest madam!" he cried. "My sweetest Lucy!" and here he clasped his hands and swayed with passion in his posture54 of piteous and painful appeal, which rendered him as a figure a really noble piece of flesh and blood, exalted as it was by its peculiar55 manly56 beauty of face. "Is it possible that you do not know me? How can I act to undo57 the dreadful distress my love has brought upon you? Oh, thou fair and everlasting58 darling of my heart, have those secret sweet feelings with which you regard me no power to influence your moods, to control these strange manifestations59, to——"
He drew his breath in a gasp60 and stopped, arrested by her suddenly turning her back upon him and bowing with the exquisite61 grace of the finished curtsy of those days to what Mr Lawrence guessed was an apparition62.
"It is good of your Royal Highness," she exclaimed in softly modulated63, respectful tones, uttered in a measure that gave them a courtier-like dignity, "to visit me in my loneliness and distress. The great Duke of Clarence, sir"—again she curtsied—"will ever be remembered with love and pride by a kingdom whose glory lies in the deeds of her sailors, for his devotion to the sea, to those who sail it, and who bleed for their country upon it."
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She seemed to listen in a profoundly respectful attitude to the reply of the vision, and then said as though in answer to it: "Your Royal Highness, I am imprisoned64 in this ship by a man who is the son of a sailor and was himself a sailor until he was expelled from the Service of which your Royal Highness is one of the most brilliant lights, by a shameful65 and a barbarous act unworthy of an officer and a gentleman. He hopes to marry me, sir, by stealing me from my father, who was a captain in the Royal Navy, and who trusted him. I entreat66 your Royal Highness's influence to procure67 my immediate68 liberation from this wicked man that I may return to my father who will be breaking his heart over my disappearance69 and loss."
She pronounced the words "who will be breaking his heart" in a plaintive70 Irish accent. But it did not occur to the listener that the apparition she apostrophised was not H.R.H. the Duke of Clarence but Mrs Kitty O'Hara, her mother, who was as famous in her day as Peg71 Woffington and equal to Mrs Jordan in some scenes of romping72 and roguishness.
Like most sailors of his time Mr Lawrence possessed73 the instinct of superstition74, a quality or element which has contributed the most brilliant of the rays to the glory of the[Pg 322] romance of the sea. He was sensible of an emotion of awe75 as he watched Lucy bowing to and addressing a royal apparition so well known to him as the Sailor Prince whose viewless eye might be upon him, whose invisible ear might be taking in his story whilst the wild-haired girl bowed apparently to the bulkhead or addressed the thin air.
She appeared to be listening: then with a profound curtsy, said: "I thank your Royal Highness for your gracious condescension76. It is not my wish that this unhappy man should be severely77 punished. If, sir, it should be your pleasure to order him to be executed, I would travel twenty miles upon my knees to beg him off. I am reduced to this one gown, and am now the Princess Tatters. My cruel gaoler will not suffer me to use a knife to cut the food he sends me. Look at that tray, sir! I feed upon the floor because I have been made a beggar of, and as though I were a savage79, I am obliged to use my fingers to eat with."
Here she paused and looked round at the tray as though she would have Mr Lawrence catch a sight of her face, whose composite expression of indignation, distress, and eager yearning80 for help and sympathy was heightened and scored by the mad look her eyes wore, and the unmeaning smile[Pg 323] which deformed81 her mouth. She again addressed the apparition.
"Can I trust your Royal Highness with a secret?... How good you are, sir! Your Royal Highness shall see my treasure, but you are too great as a Prince, and too virtuous82 as a man, to betray me."
With that, and looking round about her with insane cunning glittering in her eyes as diamonds tremble in the dancer's ear, as though she feared she might be watched by another in that berth, albeit83 her manner persuaded Mr Lawrence that she did not know he was looking on, she went to the locker, lifted the lid and disclosed her treasure-hidings of rings, soap, and the rest of it, looking up meanwhile as though into the face of a person who was bending a little to catch a sight of that nest of feathers, but looking up with such marvellous vitality in the composition of her lineaments, and in the penetrating84 glare of those eyes of hers which in hours of repose85 and content seemed to brood upon what they viewed, that Mr Lawrence could almost swear that he beheld86 the spectral87 shadow of the Royal apparition into whose face she gazed, stooping and peering into the nest at the end of the locker.
She spoke again to the phantom88, but this[Pg 324] time in such a mere4 muttering of words that the listener caught nothing of her meaning, and then sank her figure in a profoundly respectful curtsy whilst she seemed to kiss a hand extended to her.
She stood a few moments with her hands clasped before her at arm's length, and her head bowed as though deep in thought, then went to the tray again, knelt beside it and continued her meal, taking the biscuit and the tongue in her hands without seeming to be in the least conscious of the presence of Mr Lawrence.
"Madam," said he softly, "after so lively a conversation with your Royal but unrevealed visitor, have you no word for me—no look——"
"I have no piano in this cabin, sir," she answered, without raising her eyes. "And I have no heart to sing without music."
"I do not ask you to sing," he said. "Give me but a word, give me but a look. You tear my heart by this behaviour."
She looked up at him suddenly with her eyes trembling cunningly again as when she asked the phantom to view her treasure, and with a look impossible to portray89 but which convinced him that she did not know him, and in a voice that was almost tender with its note of seeking after sympathy and help,[Pg 325] she exclaimed: "Are you come here to liberate90 me, to restore me to my father, who weeps because he thinks I am lost, to rescue me from the wicked arts of a treacherous91 man—oh, tell me so, tell me so!" she cried, springing to her feet, and extending her arms.
What could the unfortunate, infatuated, handsome rascal92 say? Her appeal was poignant93 by virtue94 of her deep distress, the misery95 of her condition, the insane disposition96 of her beautiful face, wild and almost white in its shadowing of hair. What could he say to her? His countenance was filled with the confusion of his mind. His heart beat tumultuously with love that raged with its sense of helplessness. These phrases do not exaggerate a state that nothing but the highest form of genius could delineate in its astounding97 complexity98 of adoration99, despair, horror at the consequences of his own lightly undertaken act, honour that could be no stranger to a valiant100 nature, and a resolution to persevere101 and conquer as a consequence of the character that could lay upon its owner's soul this enormous obligation of the betrayal of the girl he worshipped and the man who had stood his friend when the world was sterile102, and he must either flee the country or rot in gaol78.
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"Madam," he said in a broken voice, "it is plain that I have brought upon me something that I had not foreseen, and if you are the sufferer, I am the loser, and of the two the keener sufferer by my loss. This door, madam, will remain unlocked, and you are at liberty to come and go as you please."
He made her one of those elegant and stately bows which was his greatest charm in the eyes of old Miss Acton, and left the berth, closing the door.
It may be at once said that he had very little doubt that her ruthless abduction based upon the fear that her father had met with a serious injury, coupled with her imprisonment105 and the terrors excited in her by the knowledge that she was being carried away into a remote part of the world and that she was entirely at the mercy of a man who had proved himself a scoundrel, had disordered her intellect, had played havoc106 with her nerves and brain, so that though she might recover her reason should she be rescued or returned to her home, she must continue mad whilst in his ship or associated with him.
If he doubted her insanity107 at all his suspicion had no stiffer ground than the shallow sand on which reposed108 his hope[Pg 327] that she was acting. Throughout this passage he did not think to consider her as the child of a great actress. To him she had always been a gentle, sweet, undemonstrative girl, ingenuous109 in speech, kind, charitable, beloved by the poor, one whose pursuits were amiable110 and pure. She was nimble and poetical111 with her pencil. She sang pretty songs prettily112. Her beauty informed with a colour of its own the melodies her fingers evoked113 from the keys or strings114 of the instruments she touched. He could not think of her as having the talents of an actress, or even the tastes of one. He had never heard of her taking a part in a performance above a charade115. Nothing, therefore, but madness or an extraordinary dramatic genius which it was impossible for him to think of her as possessing, could create those parts which she had enacted116 before him in a manner so immoderately life-like, so absolutely in unison117 with what he himself could conceive of the behaviour of madness, that deep in his soul might be found the conviction that she had lost her reason, and that his passionate118, unprincipled love was the cause of it.
Shortly before twelve the people of the Minorca beheld on the starboard bow one of those bland119 and beautiful pictures of the sea which have vanished from the face of the[Pg 328] waters to be seen no more. The Lizard120 was painted in a soft, blue looming121 mass against the sky, and to the right of it upon the sea-line, there sprang like stars in their rising, the white cloths of ships—a numerous convoy122 from Torbay; they rose fast with a pleasant breeze on the quarter, and one hundred and sixty sail could have been counted with three line-of-battle ships and some frigates123 to look after them. They were of all rigs known in those days, from the commanding Indiaman armed like a man-o'-war, hoisting124 her huge main and fore-yards by jeers125, loosing her vast topsails out of the tops, clothed as no ship now goes clothed with sprit-sail and sprit-topsail, water sails and other devices in canvas to catch even the faintest cat's paw that should tarnish126 the burnished127 calm, down to the little snow bound to Lisbon; a gallant128, an imposing129, a splendid sight, when every hull130 was shaped upon the sea which seemed to be transformed into a mighty131 plain, brilliant for leagues with the shining white cones132 of tents.
Mr Lawrence, who was on deck at noon, wisely concluding that the then peculiar rig of the Minorca would challenge the attention and excite the suspicion of one or another of the convoying men-of-war, hoisted133 British colours, and as no observation of the sun[Pg 329] was deemed necessary when there hung plain in sight the famous promontory134 of the Lizard from which a departure was to be made, he overhung the rail gazing apparently with absorbed interest at the grand spectacle of ships which were making a more southerly course than he. Indeed he was so absorbed either by that "vision splendid" or by thinking of the mad pictures he had witnessed in the little berth from which he had lately emerged, that he failed to notice that some of the hands forward for whom the dinner-hour had arrived and who were hanging about the caboose, were staring at him with a degree of obstinacy135 which perhaps had he regarded it he would have deemed something more than strange, as they had a fine show to arrest and detain their gaze on the bow. One of the most steadfast136 of these starers was the man Mr Pledge familiarly styled Old Jim.
At noon Mr Eagle, who had been in charge of the watch since eight o'clock, was relieved by Mr Pledge, and went below. On entering the cabin on his way to his berth, he started and stopped dead on beholding137 Miss Lucy Acton standing138 at the table and looking up through the skylight. She had gathered up her hair, but in such wise that had it not been for the jockey-shaped hat which she had[Pg 330] resumed she would have looked as wild as though her tresses hung about her shoulders and down her back as in her berth.
If she was sensible of the entrance of Mr Eagle she did not for some moments running into a minute or two appear to notice him, but continued to gaze fixedly139 through the skylight as though she beheld something that riveted140 her vision through the open glazed141 cover.
Mr Eagle did not speak. Indeed, having started, he came to a stand and scarcely moved, staring. Of course he knew that the young lady was on board, but realisation had not been completed in his narrow, shallow understanding, because down to this moment he had not been able to use his eyes to see her. But now she stood before him, Miss Lucy Acton indeed, but Lord defend him! how changed! "Why," he reflected with the velocity142 of thought, "it was only a few days ago, in a manner of speaking, that she comes aboard this vessel143 when we was lying at the wharf144 and asks after my rheumatism145, and says she'd like to make a voyage to the West Indies if the weather could be kept fine and the sea smooth. And I couldn't help thinking to myself that I never could imagine a smarter and a more modish146 young party than she looked, whilst now—well, if this rooning away to sea with a man is to be called love, bust[Pg 331] me if it ain't only another name for madness. For what young lady in such sarcumstances as that there with a beautiful 'ome, carriages, sarvants to wait upon her, and a loving father to give her everything that she wants, and more than she wants, would dream of rooning away to sea with a man with no other clothes than those on her back, onless she was as mad as that there Miss Lucy Acton looks."
She turned her eyes upon him when the surly shell-back had come to this part of his thoughts, and frowned without recognition in her face as he read it. She stared at him, not with the heavy-lidded, beautiful eyes of Lucy Acton, but with orbs147 of sight whose glances seemed keen as rays of light as they shot from under her knitted brows. Though her fair forehead was deformed by a scowl148, her lips were curved into a meaningless smile—the very expression of the idiot's highest facial effort, and all meaning or no meaning that was in her countenance was accentuated149 by the unusual, uncommon, very faint tinge150 which had taken the place of the habitual151 bloom of her cheeks and paled her into an aspect of distraction152, wildness, and insanity.
"Do you belong to this ship?" she asked.
"Of course I do, ma'am," answered Mr Eagle, with profound astonishment153 moving in his face as though it were some vitalising[Pg 332] subcutaneous influence that stirred in one part of his visage at a time. "Don't you recollect154 me, ma'am?"
"Who is in command of this ship?" she enquired155 in a low, harsh voice, almost a whisper. "Whoever he is," she rattled156 on, "I am his prisoner. I am being carried away into captivity157, I who am a princess, though soon to be clothed in tatters. If you are a man with a heart have mercy upon me, and turn this ship and steer7 me home!"
Eagle stood dumbfounded. He was prepared to hear her represent her state in such fiction as had been preconcerted between her and Mr Lawrence. But he never could have supposed that simulation of madness was the posture of mind she had pre-arranged to feign104, and she looked so mad and spoke so madly that it was impossible for such a stubborn, sour old fool to see the truth or know what she meant.
He gazed at her with the vacancy158 of a confounded mind, perplexed159 not infinitely, for few understandings were more limited, and then said: "I've got no power here, ma'am. It isn't for me to steer the ship, if you was to condescend160 to go on your bended knees, which the Lord forbid. Indeed, ma'am, I don't know what to say, and only know what I've been told, and can but judge by what I see. It's not for me as mate of this vessel to mess[Pg 333] about with something that may be all right or all wrong. There's one in this ship as could break me and would break me if so be I gave him the chance, and a chance he'd find"—here he lowered his voice and looked up at the skylight—"though no other captain would think of taking advantage of it. If you've been wronged, I'm 'eartily sorry for it. And if it's all right, why then, ma'am, I wish you joy, though it's a very bold henterprise—a very bold henterprise," he added, and he gloomily shook his head and sourly viewed her.
Whilst this singular conversation was being conducted in the cabin, a scene in the tragicomedy of which this book is the relation was being prepared on deck. The convoy on the starboard bow had considerably161 risen and was scattering162, and flags from the armed fabrics163 which watched the vessels164 streamed at gaff end and mizzen royal mast-head in signal to the slow sailers and to other ships whose blockheads of masters, indifferent to the safety of the bottoms they commanded, acted without reference to the possibility of the enemy heaving into view, and some of them with the contemptible165 determination to prove their independence by giving the commodore and the naval166 officers in the other ships as much trouble and annoyance167 as skilless seamanship could provide.
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Mr Lawrence kept the Minorca away a point or two that he might hold the convoy in view and hang upon their quarter without drawing close as though he was one of the convoyed ships, for it must be intelligible168 even to the most inexperienced in sea-going affairs that Mr Lawrence had no wish to invite the attention of one of those British men-o'-war.
He leaned over the rail, and then walked the deck, whilst Mr Pledge paced to leeward169. On a sudden Mr Lawrence became aware that the whole ship's company were on deck forward in the neighbourhood of the caboose, and that a few talked together with frequent glances aft, whilst others stared in the direction in which he moved, deliberately170 and obstinately171.
He stood a moment before he made a turn for another quarterdeck excursion and viewed them, and then walked right aft with his back turned to the bows of the ship, and in such an attitude that should the man at the wheel look over his shoulder he would not be able to see what he was doing. What he did was to pull from the pocket of his coat a pistol whose priming he quickly examined; he replaced the weapon, which was of a lighter172 pattern than the cumbrous engine which in those days men stuffed into their belts, and none by observation of his coat would conceive that[Pg 335] he went about armed with a loaded pistol. This done he wheeled round and walked the usual distance forward.
As he advanced, one of the sailors came away from a little crowd of men manifestly with the object of addressing him. This man was Pledge's friend "Old Jim." He was about forty-five, with a neck as long as a piece of broken pillar, and lantern jaws173 deformed by a growth of mustard-coloured hair sprouting174 in single fibres. He had but three or four teeth in his gums, two of which shot outwards175 and lifted his upper lip. He was generally reckoned the ugliest man in Old Harbour Town, and esteemed176 by his brethren of the jacket as one of the best sailors that ever stepped a ship's deck.
"What do you want?" said Mr Lawrence, halting and viewing the fellow with a frowning face and lips which grew tight-set the instant he closed them.
"I beg your pardon, sir——" began the man.
"To the point! Out with it and bear a hand!" exclaimed Mr Lawrence with a stern, contemptuous glance at the huddle178 of faces forward, and then slightly turning his head to see in the tail of his eye what Mr Pledge was doing.
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"Well, sir, it's like this," said the man, pronouncing his words forcibly in his determination to show a bold front. "Us sailors who agreed to sail this 'ere ship to Kingston in Jamaica have got to hear that we are bound to another port, though where it is ain't know'd."
"What's this matter got to do with you?" said Mr Lawrence fiercely.
"It's got to do with us all, sir, not alone with me," was the answer.
"If it's the owner's wish that this vessel shall be carried to another port, there she shall go; and so you have it. Now, go forward!" said Mr Lawrence, and he moved as though about to turn on his heel.
"We are not willing to carry this ship to any other port than the port we agreed to, sir," said Old Jim, speaking with great firmness, the murmur that had risen behind him having stimulated180 his fortitude181.
"I think you are a mutinous182 dog," said Mr Lawrence in a snarling183, sarcastic184 voice, but preserving a frown that was portentous185 of an intellectual thunderstorm through the darkness of which the eyes would flash lightning. "Do you see those men-of-war out yonder? I need but make a signal to bring an armed crew aboard, and then you shall[Pg 337] be carried into the first port that's convenient and discharged to make way for a crew of willing men—men willing to obey their commander, who must be willing to obey his owner."
"There's no good in threatening us with your armed crew. We agreed for Kingston," said a voice.
"Who said that?" shouted Mr Lawrence, with the blood red in his face.
"Me—Thomas Hanlin," was the answer, and a sailor made two or three steps and stood close to Old Jim.
"Mr Pledge," cried Mr Lawrence, "clap that man in irons! go and fetch them, sir!" and rounding again upon the man, and approaching him by several paces, he pulled the pistol from his pocket and levelling it direct at the man's head, cried in a tone that left not an instant's doubt of his resolution in the mind of every man who saw and heard: "If you utter another syllable186 I'll send this ball through your brains!"
As he flung himself into this posture of taking aim, with some of the crew about the caboose cowering187 as do men who seek to dodge188 a missile, whilst Old Jim and the other stood in the foreground steadily189 staring at the enraged190 officer with the blood in his cheeks, Lucy Acton came on deck, and, standing with[Pg 338] her hand upon the companion-way, wild-eyed, and pale and dishevelled, with a mien191 of distraction which was a marvellously true copy of madness in momentary192 halt, watched the proceedings193.
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| v.闪开，躲开，避开；n.妙计，诡计 | |
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