Part 28 (1/2)

doin' so ash.o.r.e any more. It's my belief that fellow Tarquin's at the bottom o't.”

”There's not much spirits aboard the wreck to fight about,” said the captain, somewhat bitterly, as they all rose, and hurried towards the hut. ”I only brought a supply for medicine; but it must not be touched, however little there is.”

When the captain came up, he found the s.p.a.ce in front of their rude dwelling a scene of contention and angry dispute that bade fair to end in a fight. Tarquin was standing before the first mate, with his knife drawn, and using violent language and gesticulations towards him, while the latter stood by the raft, grasping a handspike, with which he threatened to knock the steward down if he set foot on it. The men were grouped round them, some with looks that implied a desire to side with Tarquin, while others muttered ”Shame!”

”Shame!” cried Tarquin, looking fiercely round on his s.h.i.+pmates, ”who cried shame? We're pretty sure all on us to be starved to death on this reef; and it's my opinion, that since we haven't got to live long, we should try to enjoy ourselves as much as we can. There's not much spirits aboard, more's the pity; but what there is I shall have. So again I say, who cried `Shame?'”

”I did,” said Glynn Proctor, stepping quickly forward; ”and I invite all who think with me to back me up.”

”Here ye are, me boy,” said Phil Briant, starting forward, and baring his brawny arms, as was his invariable custom in such circ.u.mstances.

”It's meself as'll stick by ye, lad, av the whole crew should go with that half-caste crokidile.”

Gurney and d.i.c.k Barnes immediately sided with Glynn also, but Jim Scroggles and Nikel Sling, and, to the surprise of every one, Markham, the second mate, sided with the steward. As the opposing parties glanced at each other, Glynn observed that, although his side was superior in numbers, some of the largest and most powerful men of the crew were among his opponents, and he felt that a conflict between such men must inevitably be serious. Matters had almost come to a crisis when Dr Hopley and the captain approached the scene of action. The latter saw at a glance the state of affairs, and stepping up to the steward, ordered him at once into the hut.

Tarquin seemed to waver for a moment under the stern gaze of his commander; but he suddenly swore a terrible oath, and said that he would not obey.

”You're no longer in command of us,” he said gruffly, ”now that you have lost your s.h.i.+p. Every man may do what he pleases.”

”May he?” replied the captain; ”then it pleases me to do that!” and, launching out his clenched right hand with all his might, he hit the steward therewith right between the eyes.

Tarquin went down as if he had been shot, and lay stunned and at full length upon the sand.

”Now, my lads,” cried the captain, turning towards the men, ”what he said just now is so far right. Having lost my s.h.i.+p, I am no longer ent.i.tled to command you; but my command does not cease unless a majority of you choose that it should. Tarquin has taken upon himself to decide the question, without asking your opinion, which amounts to mutiny, and mutiny, under the circ.u.mstances in which we are placed, requires to be promptly dealt with. I feel it right to say this, because I am a man of peace, as you well know, and do not approve of a too ready appeal to the fists for the settlement of a dispute.”

”Ah, then, more's the pity!” interrupted Briant, ”for ye use them oncommon well.”

A suppressed laugh followed this remark.

”Silence, men, this is no time for jesting. One of our s.h.i.+pmates has, not long since, been taken suddenly from us; it may be that we shall all of us be called into the presence of our Maker before many days pa.s.s over us. We have much to do that will require to be done promptly and well, if we would hope to be delivered at all, and the question must be decided _now_ whether I am to command you, or every one is to do what he pleases.”

”I votes for Cap'en Dunning,” exclaimed Gurney.

”So does I,” cried Jim Scroggles; who, being somewhat weather-c.o.c.kish in his nature, turned always with wonderful facility to the winning side.

”Three cheers for the cap'en,” cried d.i.c.k Barnes, suiting the action to the word.

Almost every voice joined in the vociferous cheer with which this proposal was received.

”An' wan more for Miss Ailie,” shouted Phil Briant.

Even Jacko lent his voice to the tremendous cheer that followed, for Briant in his energy chanced to tread on that creature's unfortunate tail, which always seemed to be in his own way as well as in that of every one else, and the shriek that he uttered rang high above the laughter into which the cheer degenerated, as some one cried, ”Ah, Pat, trust you, my boy, for rememberin' the ladies!”

Order having been thus happily restored, and Captain Dunning having announced that the late attempt at mutiny should thenceforth be buried in total oblivion, a council was called, in order to consider seriously their present circ.u.mstances, and to devise, if possible, some means of escape.

”My lads,” said the captain, when they were all a.s.sembled, ”I've been ponderin' over matters ever since we were cast away on this bank, an'

I've at last come to the conclusion that our only chance of gettin' away is to build a small boat and fit her out for a long voyage. I need not tell you that this chance is a poor one--well-nigh a forlorn hope. Had it been better I would have spoken before now, and began the work sooner; but I have lived from day to day in the hope of a s.h.i.+p heaving in sight. This is a vain hope. We are far out of the usual track of all s.h.i.+ps here. None come this way, except such as may chance to be blown out of their course, as we were; and even if one did come within sight, it's ten chances to one that we should fail to attract attention on such a low bank as this.

”I've had several reliable observations of late, and I find that we are upwards of two thousand miles from the nearest known land, which is the Cape of Good Hope. I propose, therefore, that we should strip off as much of the planking of the wreck as will suit our purpose, get the carpenter's chest landed, and commence work at once. Now, what say you?

If anyone has a better plan to suggest, I'll be only to glad to adopt it, for such a voyage in so slim a craft as we can build here will be one necessarily replete with danger.”