Part 47 (1/2)

”Ah! They are beginning from that sloop, out at sea.”

This was a small craft that Bob had made out, as the light increased, a mile and a half seaward. She had changed her course, and was heading in their direction.

Retaining his hold of his pistols Bob moved forward, put out a spare oar, and set to to row. Shot after shot came from the fort, and several from the sloop; but a boat, at that distance, presents but a small mark and, although a shot went through the sail, none struck her. Presently a gun boomed out ahead of them, high in the air; and a shot fell near the sloop, which at once hauled her wind, and stood out to sea.

”We have got rid of her,” Bob said, ”and we are a mile and a half from the fort, now. You can take it easy, men. They won't waste many more shot upon us.”

Indeed, only one more gun was fired by the Spaniards; and then the boat pursued her course unmolested, Bob returning to his seat at the helm.

”They will be on the lookout for us, as we go back,” one of the Spaniards said.

”They won't see you in the dark,” Bob replied. ”Besides, as likely as not they will think that you are one of the Rock fis.h.i.+ng boats, that has ventured out too far, and failed to get back by daylight.”

Once out of reach of the shot from the fort, the sailors laid in their oars--having been rowing for more than ten hours--and the boat glided along quietly, at a distance of a few hundred feet from the foot of the cliff.

”Which are you going to do?” Bob asked them; ”take fifty dollars for your fish, or sell them for what you can get for them?”

The fishermen at once said they would take the fifty dollars for, although they had collected all that had been brought in by the other fishermen--amounting to some five hundred pounds in weight--they could not imagine that fish, for which they would not have got more than ten dollars--at the outside--at Malaga, could sell for fifty at Gibraltar.

As they rounded Europa Point there was a hail from above and, looking up, Bob saw Captain O'Halloran and the doctor.

”Hulloa, Bob!”

”Hulloa!” Bob shouted back, and waved his hat.

”All right, Bob?”

”All right. I have got thirty boxes!”

”Hurrah!” the doctor shouted, waving his hat over his head. ”We will meet you at the New Mole.

”That is something like a boy, Gerald!”

”It is all very well for you,” Captain O'Halloran said. ”You are not responsible for him, and you are not married to his sister.”

”Put yourself in the way of a cannonball, Gerald, and I will be married to her a week after--if she will have me.”

His companion laughed.

”It is all very well, Teddy; but it is just as well, for you, that you did not show your face up at the house during the last three days. It is not Bob who has been blamed. It has been entirely you and me, especially you. The moment she read his letter, she said at once that you were at the bottom of it, and that it never would have entered Bob's mind to do such a mad thing, if you had not put him up to it; and of course, when I came back from seeing you, and said that you admitted that you knew what he was doing, it made the case infinitely worse. It will be a long time before she takes you into favour again.”

”About an hour,” the doctor said, calmly. ”As soon as she finds that Bob has come back again, with the fruit; and that he has as good as saved the lives of scores of women and children; she will be so proud of him that she will greet me as part author of the credit he has gained--though really, as I told you, I had nothing to do with it except that, when I saw that Bob had made up his mind to try, whether I helped him or not, I thought it best to help him, as far as I could, to get away.

”Now, we must get some porters to carry the boxes up to your house, or wherever he wants them sent.

”Ah! Here is the governor. He will be pleased to hear that Bob has got safely back.”

Captain O'Halloran had, when he found Bob's letter in his room on the morning after he had left, felt it his duty to go to the town major's office to mention his absence; and it had been reported to the general, who had sent for Gerald to inquire about the circ.u.mstances of the lad's leaving. Captain O'Halloran had a.s.sured him that he knew nothing, whatever, of his intention; and that it was only when he found the letter on his table, saying that he had made up his mind to get beyond the Spanish lines, somehow, and to bring in a boatload of oranges, for the use of the women and children who were suffering from scurvy, that he knew his brother-in-law had any such idea in his mind.

”It is a very gallant attempt, Captain O'Halloran--although, of course, I should not have permitted it to be made, had I been aware of his intentions.”