Part 49 (1/2)

The brig, now close to her, also backed her main topsail, when the captain's gig was piped away, and Fleetwood, with a heart less depressed than he had long felt, went on board the frigate.

He was warmly received by Captain Grantham, who exclaimed, ”I am delighted to see you, Fleetwood. From the accounts we received we thought it was all up with you; and I came more with the hope of avenging you, than of seeing you alive; but now you shall have that satisfaction yourself. By Jove! we must blow up the hornet's nest without delay. When did you propose to make the attempt?”

”The very moment a sufficient force was collected,” replied Fleetwood, highly gratified at his friend's zeal.

”Well, what do you say to this very night?” asked Grantham. ”There is the _Venus_ coming up after me, and your Greek friend cannot be far off.

I am afraid she is not likely to meet any other s.h.i.+p of the squadron; but we are enough, as it is, to drive every one of the rascals into the sea.”

”To-night, by all means,” exclaimed Fleetwood. ”I could not have hoped for anything better. We shall have a sufficient force to ensure success; and as there is no moon till a late hour, we shall have less risk of discovery before we are upon them.”

”Then to-night let it be; and I suppose there's no use insisting on your remaining on board, on account of your illness, and letting Rawson, of the _Venus_, lead the attack,” said Captain Grantham. ”He is a gallant fellow, and will do it well.”

”I trust, Grantham, that you will give the command of the expedition to me. I shall, indeed esteem it a most especial favour if you will do so,” pleaded Fleetwood. ”I would, on no account, if I can help it, lose that post.”

”Well, I suppose, under the circ.u.mstances of the case, we must persuade Rawson to keep the s.h.i.+p, though, indeed, Fleetwood, I do not think you are yet strong enough for the exertion you must go through.”

”I have a Hercules of a c.o.xswain, and I must make him carry me, if my legs fail me,” said Fleetwood, smiling sadly. ”But you know, Grantham, I have motives enough to carry me through anything.”

”Yes, indeed, I know, and feel for you. I suppose the fellows will show fight.”

”Not a doubt of it, from the specimen we have had of them. They know that they have no mercy to expect at our hands, and that they fight with ropes round their necks.”

”We must give them enough of it, then; but I suppose, with the force we have collected, we shall have no great difficulty in forcing our way into the harbour I understand they have got there, though it seems to be well fortified.”

”We should be blown to atoms if we attempted it in the boats,” said Fleetwood. ”You have no idea how strong the place is.”

”How, in the name of goodness, are we to get at them, then?” exclaimed Captain Grantham, who was more celebrated for his dash at an enemy, when once he saw him, than for originating any plan where stratagem was required. ”But let me hear what you propose to do.”

”I have, as you may suppose, thought much on the subject, so I may claim for it more attention than I might otherwise venture to do,” said Fleetwood. ”I would on no account attempt to enter the harbour; but there is at the east end of the island a small cove, with an entrance so narrow that one boat can alone pa.s.s at a time.”

He spoke of the one into which the Greek captain had steered the mistico, all the circ.u.mstances of which he explained.

”Now, I propose,” he continued, ”that the three English s.h.i.+ps should stand towards the place, as soon as it is dark, and there is no chance of our being seen from the sh.o.r.e, while the _Ypsilante_ I will employ in another way. We will bring up close in sh.o.r.e, and have all the boats ready to drop into the water, at the same moment. I will lead in the _Tone's_ cutter, and, with my men, will mount by the concealed pa.s.sage, and secure the approach to the summit of the cliff. When this important point is gained, the other boats can enter; and Raby, who knows the pa.s.sage, will lead the main body through it. We will then proceed, as silently as we can, to the causeway, across which we must make a dash, and, I hope, may take the pirates by surprise. I would send the _Ypsilante_, meantime, to approach the harbour; and when we reach the causeway, we will throw up a rocket, and she must commence a feigned attack on the mouth of the harbour, blazing away as hard as she can.

This will distract the attention of the pirates, and make them fancy that they have most to fear from their enemies on that side. As soon as she opens her fire, we will rush on; and as the Greeks will have hurried to the defences of the fort towards the harbour, I hope that we may have an easy victory.”

”I like your plan very much, and it has my hearty concurrence, as I have no doubt it will have Rawson's,” said Captain Grantham. ”We shall soon have him up with us, and when he comes on board you can explain your proposal. The _Venus_ should be near us by this time.” He rang his bell, and the steward appeared. ”Mason, learn from the officer of the watch how soon the _Venus_ will be up with us, and beg him to signalise her captain to come on board.”

”She's close to us now, sir,” said Mason, as he went to fulfil the rest of the order.

In about a quarter of an hour, Captain Rawson was ushered into the cabin. He was a short, fat man, with a large, round, red, good-natured countenance, and if he was a fire-eater, as he had the character of being, he certainly did not look like one, except it might be supposed that the ruddy hue on his cheeks could have arisen from that cause. He shook the hands of his brother-captains, as if he would have wrung them off, and then threw himself into a chair to recover from his exertions; but, when he began to speak, instead of the rough voice one might have expected, a soft, mellifluous tone was heard, which might better win a woman's ear than vie with the howling of the tempest. He at once waived all the right he might claim to lead the attack on the island, and cordially agreed to the plan proposed by Captain Fleetwood.

”In fact,” he said, laughing, ”there is no great credit due to me, Fleetwood; for I would much rather fight a s.h.i.+p twice the size of my own with the deck under my feet, than have to scramble up such a place as you describe, on a pitch-dark night, to thrash a few scoundrels of pirates.”

”If I don't mistake, you tried the first, and with no little success,”

observed Grantham.

”Oh, yes! that was when I was first lieutenant of the _Pan_, eighteen-gun sloop, and the captain being ill below, we fell in with the French thirty-gun frigate, _Liberte_, and instead of her taking us, as she expected, we not only beat her off, but gave her such a drubbing, that if we had carried as long guns as she did, we should have made her our prize. But I'm afraid, Grantham, neither you nor I will see any more of that fun. Well, we've had a good deal of it in our day, and have no right to complain.”

The friends, in talking over the adventures of the past, would very likely have forgotten what Fleetwood considered the much more important present, when they were interrupted by the entrance of a mids.h.i.+pman, who brought the agreeable intelligence that a sail, supposed to be the _Ypsilante_, was in sight to windward.

”Huzza, then!” exclaimed Rawson. ”We shall have all your plan complete, Fleetwood,--and you think those fellows will fight? Well, on my word, I should much like to bear you company if it was not for the hill--mind, only as a volunteer though--I will keep alongside your friend, Colonel Gauntlett.”