Part 25 (1/2)

The mate, taking down a gla.s.s, helped himself liberally, and, having made sure of it, sympathetically, but politely, expressed his firm opinion that the men would not touch it under any conditions whatever.

”You don't quite understand how firm they are,” said he; ”you think it's just a new fad with 'em, but it ain't.”

”They'll drink it,” said the skipper, taking up two of the bottles.

”Bring the other on deck for me.”

The mate complied, wonderingly, and, laden with prime old Jamaica, ascended the steps.

”What's this?” inquired the skipper, crossing over to d.i.c.k, and holding out a bottle.

”Pison, sir,” said d.i.c.k promptly.

”Have a drop,” said the skipper jovially.

”Not for twenty pounds,” said the old man, with a look of horror.

”Not for two million pounds,” said Sam, with financial precision.

”Will anybody have a drop?” asked the owner, waving the bottle to and fro.

As he spoke a grimy paw shot out from behind him, and, before he quite realised the situation, the cook had accepted the invitation, and was hurriedly making the most of it.

”Not you,” growled the skipper, s.n.a.t.c.hing the bottle from him; ”I didn't mean you. Well, my lads, if you won't have it neat you shall have it watered.”

Before anybody could guess his intention he walked to the water-cask, and, removing the cover, poured in the rum. In the midst of a profound silence he emptied the three bottles, and then, with a triumphant smile, turned and confronted his astonished crew.

”What's in that cask, d.i.c.k?” he asked quietly.

”Rum and water,” groaned d.i.c.k; ”but that ain't fair play, sir. We've kep' to our part o' the agreement, sir, an' you ought to ha' kep' to yours.”

”So I have,” was the quick reply; ”so I have, an' I still keep to it.

Don't you see this, my lads; when you start playing antics with me you're playing a fool's game, an' you're bound to come a cropper. Some men would ha' waited longer afore they spiled their game, but I think you've suffered enough. Now there's a lump of beef and some taters on, an' you'd better go and make a good square meal, an' next time you want to alter the religion of people as knows better than you do, think twice.”

”We don't want no beef, sir; biskit'll do for us,” said d.i.c.k firmly.

”All right, please yourselves,” said the skipper; ”but mind, no hanky-panky, no coming for drink when my back's turned; this cask'll be watched; but if you do alter your mind about the beef you can tell the cook to get it for you any time you like.”

He threw the bottles overboard, and, ignoring the groaning and head-shaking of the men, walked away, listening with avidity to the respectful tributes to his genius tendered by the mate and cook-flattery so delicate and so genuine withal that he opened another bottle.

”There's just one thing,” said the mate presently; ”won't the rum affect the cooking a good deal?”

”I never thought o' that,” admitted the skipper; ”still, we musn't expect to have everything our own way.”

”No, no,” said the mate blankly, admiring the other's choice of p.r.o.nouns.

Up to Friday afternoon the skipper went about with a smile of kindly satisfaction on his face; but in the evening it weakened somewhat, and by Sat.u.r.day morning it had vanished altogether, and was replaced by an expression of blank amazement and anxiety, for the crew shunned the water cask as though it were poison, without appearing to suffer the slightest inconvenience. A visible air of proprietors.h.i.+p appeared on their faces whenever they looked at the skipper, and the now frightened man inveighed fiercely to the mate against the improper methods of conversion patronised by some religious bodies, and the aggravating obstinacy of some of their followers.