Nevertheless, as the meal progressed, lightened by a sweet native wine made from the Mission grape, and stimulated13 by champagne—a present of Captain Bunker from the cabin lockers14 of the Excelsior—this contrast, and much of the restraint that it occasioned, seemed to melt away. The passengers became talkative; the Commander and his friends unbent, and grew sympathetic and inquiring. The temptation to recite the news of the last half century, and to recount the wonderful strides of civilization in that time, was too great to be resisted by the Excelsior party. That some of them—notwithstanding the caution of Senor Perkins—approached dangerously near the subject of the late war between the United States and Mexico, of which Todos Santos was supposed to be still ignorant, or that Crosby in particular seized upon this opportunity for humorous exaggeration, may be readily imagined. But as the translation of the humorist's speech, as well as the indiscretions of his companions, were left to the Senor, in Spanish, and to Mrs. Brimmer and Miss Keene, in French, any imminent16 danger to the harmony of the evening was averted17. Don Ramon Ramirez, the Alcalde, a youngish man of evident distinction, sat next to Miss Keene, and monopolized18 her conversation with a certain curiosity that was both grave and childish in its frank trustfulness. Some of his questions were so simple and incompatible19 with his apparent intelligence that she unconsciously lowered her voice in answering them, in dread20 of the ridicule21 of her companions. She could not resist the impression, which repeatedly obtruded22 upon her imagination, that the entire population of Todos Santos were a party of lost children, forgotten by their parents, and grown to man and womanhood in utter ignorance of the world.
The Commander had, half informally, drunk the health of Captain Bunker, without rising from his seat, when, to Miss Keene's alarm, Captain Bunker staggered to his feet. He had been drinking freely, as usual; but he was bent15 on indulging a loquacity23 which his discipline on shipboard had hitherto precluded24, and which had, perhaps, strengthened his solitary25 habit. His speech was voluble and incoherent, complimentary26 and tactless, kindly27 and aggressive, courteous28 and dogmatic. It was left to Senor Perkins to translate it to the eye and ear of his host without incongruity29 or offense30. This he did so admirably as to elicit31 not only the applause of the foreigners who did not understand English, but of his own countrymen who did not understand Spanish.
"I feel," said Senor Perkins, in graceful32 peroration33, "that I have done poor justice to the eloquence34 of this gallant35 sailor. My unhappy translation cannot offer you that voice, at times trembling with generous emotion, and again inaudible from excessive modesty36 in the presence of this illustrious assembly—those limbs that waver and bend under the undulations of the chivalrous37 sentiment which carries him away as if he were still on that powerful element he daily battles with and conquers."
But when coffee and sweets were reached, the crowning triumph of Senor Perkins' oratory38 was achieved. After an impassioned burst of enthusiasm towards his hosts in their own tongue, he turned towards his own party with bland39 felicity.
"And how is it with us, dear friends? We find ourselves not in the port we were seeking; not in the goal of our ambition, the haven40 of our hopes; but on the shores of the decaying past. 'Ever drifting' on one of those—
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if our fascinating friend Mrs. Brimmer will permit us to use the words of her accomplished41 fellow-townsman, H. W. Longfellow, of Boston—we find ourselves borne not to the busy hum and clatter42 of modern progress, but to the soft cadences43 of a dying crusade, and the hush44 of ecclesiastical repose45. In place of the busy marts of commerce and the towering chimneys of labor46, we have the ruined embattlements of a warlike age, and the crumbling47 church of an ancient Mission. Towards the close of an eventful voyage, during which we have been guided by the skillful hand and watchful48 eye of that gallant navigator Captain Bunker, we have turned aside from our onward49 course of progress to look back for a moment upon the faded footprints of those who have so long preceded us, who have lived according to their lights, and whose record is now before us. As I have just stated, our journey is near its end, and we may, in some sense, look upon this occasion, with its sumptuous50 entertainment, and its goodly company of gallant men and fair women, as a parting banquet. Our voyage has been a successful one. I do not now especially speak of the daring speculations51 of the distinguished52 husband of a beautiful lady whose delightful53 society is known to us all—need I say I refer to Quincy Brimmer, Esq., of Boston" (loud applause)—"whose successful fulfillment of a contract with the Peruvian Government, and the landing of munitions54 of war at Callao, has checked the uprising of the Quinquinambo insurgents55? I do not refer especially to our keen-sighted business friend Mr. Banks" (applause), "who, by buying up all the flour in Callao, and shipping56 it to California, has virtually starved into submission57 the revolutionary party of Ariquipa—I do not refer to these admirable illustrations of the relations of commerce and politics, for this, my friends—this is history, and beyond my feeble praise. Let me rather speak of the social and literary triumphs of our little community, of our floating Arcadia—may I say Olympus? Where shall we find another Minerva like Mrs. Markham, another Thalia like Miss Chubb, another Juno like Mrs. Brimmer, worthy58 of the Jove-like Quincy Brimmer; another Queen of Love and Beauty like—like"—continued the gallant Senor, with an effective oratorical59 pause, and a profound obeisance60 to Miss Keene, "like one whose mantling61 maiden62 blushes forbid me to name?" (Prolonged applause.) "Where shall we find more worthy mortals to worship them than our young friends, the handsome Brace63, the energetic Winslow, the humorous Crosby? When we look back upon our concerts and plays, our minstrel entertainments, with the incomparable performances of our friend Crosby as Brother Bones; our recitations, to which the genius of Mrs. M'Corkle, of Peoria, Illinois, has lent her charm and her manuscript" (a burlesque11 start of terror from Crosby), "I am forcibly impelled64 to quote the impassioned words from that gifted woman,—
'When idly Life's barque on the billows of Time,
Drifts hither and yon by eternity's sea;
My thoughts, Ulricardo, fly ever to thee!'"
"Who's Ulricardo?" interrupted Crosby, with assumed eagerness, followed by a "hush!" from the ladies.
"Perhaps I should have anticipated our friend's humorous question," said Senor Perkins, with unassailable good-humor. "Ulricardo, though not my own name, is a poetical66 substitute for it, and a mere67 figure of apostrophe. The poem is personal to myself," he continued, with a slight increase of color in his smooth cheek which did not escape the attention of the ladies,—"purely as an exigency68 of verse, and that the inspired authoress might more easily express herself to a friend. My acquaintance with Mrs. M'Corkle has been only epistolary. Pardon this digression, my friends, but an allusion70 to the muse71 of poetry did not seem to me to be inconsistent with our gathering72 here. Let me briefly73 conclude by saying that the occasion is a happy and memorable74 one; I think I echo the sentiment of all present when I add that it is one which will not be easily forgotten by either the grateful guests, whose feelings I have tried to express, or the chivalrous hosts, whose kindness I have already so feebly translated."
In the applause that followed, and the clicking of glasses, Senor Perkins slipped away. He mingled75 a moment with some of the other guests who had already withdrawn76 to the corridor, lit a cigar, and then passed through a narrow doorway77 on to the ramparts. Here he strolled to some distance, as if in deep thought, until he reached a spot where the crumbling wall and its fallen debris78 afforded an easy descent into the ditch. Following the ditch, he turned an angle, and came upon the beach, and the low sound of oars79 in the invisible offing. A whistle brought the boat to his feet, and without a word he stepped into the stern sheets. A few strokes of the oars showed him that the fog had lifted slightly from the water, and a green light hanging from the side of the Excelsior could be plainly seen. Ten minutes' more steady pulling placed him on her deck, where the second officer stood with a number of the sailors listlessly grouped around him.
"The landing has been completed?" said Senor Perkins interrogatively.
"All except one boat-load more, which waits to take your final instructions," said the mate. "The men have growled80 a little about it," he added, in a lower tone. "They don't want to lose anything, it seems," he continued, with a half sarcastic81 laugh.
Senor Perkins smiled peculiarly.
"I am sorry to disappoint them. Who's that in the boat?" he asked suddenly.
The mate followed the Senor's glance.
Senor Perkins approached the ship's side.
"Come here," he said to the man.
The Peruvian sailor rose, but did not make the slightest movement to obey the command.
"Yes, Patrono."
"What for?"
"To follow him—the thief, the assassin—who struck me here;" he pointed85 to his head. "He has escaped again with his booty."
"You are very foolish, my Yoto; he is no thief, and has no booty. They will put YOU in prison, not him."
"YOU say so," said the man surlily. "Perhaps they will hear me—for other things," he added significantly.
"And for this you would abandon the cause?"
"Why not?" he glanced meaningly at two of his companions, who had approached the side; "perhaps others would. Who is sending the booty ashore, eh?"
"Come out of that boat," said the Senor, leaning over the bulwarks87 with folded arms, and his eyes firmly fixed88 on the man.
The man did not move. But the Senor's hand suddenly flew to the back of his neck, smote89 violently downwards90, and sent eighteen inches of glittering steel hurtling through the air. The bowie-knife entered the upturned throat of the man and buried itself halfway91 to the hilt. Without a gasp92 or groan93 he staggered forward, caught wildly at the side of the ship, and disappeared between the boat and the vessel94.
"My lads," said Senor Perkins, turning with a gentle smile towards the faces that in the light of the swinging lantern formed a ghastly circle around him, "when I boarded this ship that had brought aid and succor95 to our oppressors at Callao, I determined96 to take possession of it peacefully, without imperiling the peace and property of the innocent passengers who were intrusted to its care, and without endangering your own lives or freedom. But I made no allowance for TRAITORS97. The blood that has been shed to-night has not been spilt in obedience98 to my orders, nor to the cause that we serve; it was from DEFIANCE99 of it; and the real and only culprit has just atoned100 for it."
He stopped, and then stepped back from the gangway, as if to leave it open to the men.
"What I have done," he continued calmly, "I do not ask you to consider either as an example or a warning. You are free to do what HE would have done," he repeated, with a wave of his hand towards the open gangway and the empty boat. "You are free to break your contract and leave the ship, and I give you my word that I will not lift a hand to prevent it. But if you stay with me," he said, suddenly turning upon them a face as livid as their own, "I swear by the living God, that, if between this and the accomplishment101 of my design, you as much as shirk or question any order given by me, you shall die the death of that dog who went before you. Choose as you please—but quickly."
The mate was the first to move. Without a word, he crossed over to the Senor's side. The men hesitated a moment longer, until one, with a strange foreign cry, threw himself on his knees before the Senor, ejaculating, "Pardon! pardon!" The others followed, some impulsively102 catching103 at the hand that had just slain104 their comrade, and covering it with kisses!
"Pardon, Patrono—we are yours."
"You are the State's," said Senor Perkins coldly, with every vestige105 of his former urbanity gone from his colorless face. "Enough! Go back to your duty." He watched them slink away, and then turned to the mate. "Get the last boat-load ready, and report to me."
From that moment another power seemed to dominate the ship. The men no longer moved listlessly, or slunk along the deck with perfunctory limbs; a feverish106 haste and eagerness possessed107 them; the boat was quickly loaded, and the mysterious debarkation108 completed in rapidity and silence. This done, the fog once more appeared to rise from the water and softly encompass109 the ship, until she seemed to be obliterated110 from its face. In this vague obscurity, from time to time, the faint rattling111 of chains was heard, the soft creaking of blocks, and later on, the regular rise and fall of oars. And then the darkness fell heavier, the sounds became more and more indistinct and were utterly112 lost.
Ashore, however, the lanterns still glittered brightly in the courtyard of the Presidio; the noise of laughter and revel113 still came from the supper-room, and, later, the tinkling114 of guitars and rhythmical115 clapping hands showed that the festivities were being wound up by a characteristic fandango. Captain Bunker succumbed116 early to his potations of fiery117 aguardiente, and was put to bed in the room of the Commander, to whom he had sworn eternal friendship and alliance. It was long past midnight before the other guests were disposed of in the various quarters of the Presidio; but to the ladies were reserved the more ostentatious hospitalities of the Alcalde himself, the walls of whose ambitious hacienda raised themselves across the plaza118 and overlooked the gardens of the Mission.
It was from one of the deep, quaintly119 barred windows of the hacienda that Miss Keene gazed thoughtfully on the night, unable to compose herself to sleep. An antique guest-chamber had been assigned to her in deference120 to her wish to be alone, for which she had declined the couch and vivacious121 prattle122 of her new friend, Dona Isabel. The events of the day had impressed her more deeply than they had her companions, partly from her peculiar82 inexperience of the world, and partly from her singular sensitiveness to external causes. The whole quaint69 story of the forgotten and isolated123 settlement, which had seemed to the other passengers as a trivial and half humorous incident, affected124 her imagination profoundly. When she could escape the attentions of her entertainers, or the frivolities of her companions, she tried to touch the far-off past on the wings of her fancy; she tried to imagine the life of those people, forgetting the world and forgotten by it; she endeavored to picture the fifty years of solitude125 amidst these decaying ruins, over which even ambition had crumbled126 and fallen. It seemed to her the true conventual seclusion127 from the world without the loss of kinship or home influences; she contrasted it with her boarding-school life in the fashionable seminary; she wondered what she would have become had she been brought up here; she thought of the happy ignorance of Dona Isabel, and—shuddered; and yet she felt herself examining the odd furniture of the room with an equally childlike and admiring curiosity. And these people looked upon HER as a superior being!
From the deep embrasure of the window she could see the tops of the pear and olive trees, in the misty128 light of an invisible moon that suffused129 the old Mission garden with an ineffable130 and angelic radiance. To her religious fancy it seemed to be a spiritual effusion of the church itself, enveloping131 the two gray dome-shaped towers with an atmosphere and repose of its own, until it became the incarnate132 mystery and passion where it stood.
She was suddenly startled by a moving shadow beside the wall, almost immediately below her—the figure of a man! He was stealing cautiously towards the church, as if to gain the concealment133 of the shrubbery that grew beside it, and, furtively135 glancing from side to side, looked towards her window. She unconsciously drew back, forgetting at the moment that her light was extinguished, and that it was impossible for the stranger to see her. But she had seen HIM, and in that instant recognized Mr. Hurlstone!
Then he HAD come ashore, and secretly, for the other passengers believed him still on the ship! But what was he doing there?—and why had he not appeared with the others at the entertainment? She could understand his avoidance of them from what she knew of his reserved and unsocial habits; but when he could so naturally have remained on shipboard, she could not, at first, conceive why he should wish to prowl around the town at the risk of detection. The idea suddenly occurred to her that he had had another attack of his infirmity and was walking in his sleep, and for an instant she thought of alarming the house, that some one might go to his assistance. But his furtive134 movements had not the serene136 impassibility of the somnambulist. Another thought withheld137 her; he had looked up at her window! Did he know she was there? A faint stirring of shame and pleasure sent a slight color to her cheek. But he had gained the corner of the shrubbery and was lost in the shadow. She turned from the window. A gentle sense of vague and half maternal138 pity suffused her soft eyes as she at last sought her couch and fell into a deep slumber139.
Towards daybreak a wind arose over the sleeping town and far outlying waters. It breathed through the leaves of the Mission garden, brushed away the clinging mists from the angles of the towers, and restored the sharp outlines of the ruined fortifications. It swept across the unruffled sea to where the Excelsior, cradled in the softly heaving bay, had peacefully swung at anchor on the previous night, and lifted the snowy curtain of the fog to seaward as far as the fringe of surf, a league away.
But the cradle of the deep was empty—the ship was gone!
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