Part 18 (1/2)

He approached me almost wheedling. I could have laughed at the villain. It was all so transparent. He no more mistook me for Handy Solomon than he felt any real enmity for that person. But being angry, and perhaps a little scared, I beat him to his quarters with a belaying pin.

On thinking the matter over, however, I failed to see all the ins and outs of it. I could understand a desire to get rid of me; there would be one less of the afterguard, and then, too, I knew too much of the men's sentiments, if not of their plans. But why all this elaborate farce of the mock quarrel and the alleged mistake? Could it be to guard against possible failure? I could hardly think it worth while.

My only theory was that they had wished to test my strength and determination. The whole affair, even on that supposition, was childish enough, but I referred the exaggerated cunning to Handy Solomon, and considered it quite adequately explained. It is a minor point, but subsequently I learned that this surmise was correct. I was to be saved because none of the conspirators understood navigation.

The next morning I approached Captain Selover.

”Captain,” said I, ”I think it my duty to report that there is trouble brewing among the crew.”

”There always is,” he replied, unmoved.

”But this is serious. Dr. Schermerhorn came aboard with a chest which the men think holds treasure. The other evening Robinson overheard him tell his a.s.sistant that he could easily fill the box with diamonds.

Of course, he was merely ill.u.s.trating the value of some scientific experiment, but Robinson thinks, and has made the others think, that the chest contains something to make diamonds with. I am sure they intend to get hold of it. The affair is coming to a head.”

Captain Selover listened almost indifferently.

”I came back from the islands last year,” he piped, ”with three hundred thousand dollars' worth of pearls. There was sixteen in the crew, and every man of them was blood hungry for them pearls. They had three or four s.h.i.+ndies and killed one man over the proper way to divide the loot after they had got it. They didn't get it. Why?” He drew his powerful figure to its height and spread his thick arms out in the luxury of stretching. ”Why?” he repeated, exhaling abruptly.

”Because their captain was Ezra Selover! Well, Mr. Eagen,” he went on crisply, ”Captain Ezra Selover is their captain, _and they know it_! They'll talk and palaver and git into dark corners, and sharpen their knives, and perhaps fight it out as to which one's going to work the monkey-doodle business in the doctor's chest, and which one's going to tie up the sacks of them diamonds, but they won't git any farther as long as Captain Ezra is on deck.” ”Yes,” I objected, ”but they mean business. Last night in the squall one of them tried to throw me overboard.”

Captain Selover grinned.

”What did you do?” he asked.

”Hazed him to his quarters with a belaying pin.”

”Well, that's all settled then, isn't it? What more do you want?”

I stood undecided.

”I can take care of myself,” he went on. ”You ought to take care of yourself. Then there's nothing more to do.”

He mused a moment.

”You have a gun, of course?” he inquired. ”I forgot to ask.”

”No,” said I.

He whistled.

”Well, no wonder you feel sort of lost and hopeless! Here, take this, it'll make a man of you.”

He gave me a Colt's 45, the barrel of which had been filed down to about two inches of length. It was a most extraordinary weapon, but effective at short range.

”Here's a few loose cartridges,” said he. ”Now go easy. This is no wars.h.i.+p, and we ain't got men to experiment on. Lick 'em with your fists or a pin, if you can; and if you do shoot, for G.o.d's sake just wing 'em a little. They're awful good lads, but a little restless.”

I took the gun and felt better. With it I could easily handle the members of my own watch, and I did not doubt that with the a.s.sistance of Percy Darrow even a surprise would hardly overwhelm us. I did not count on Dr. Schermerhorn. He was quite capable of losing himself in a problem of trajectory after the first shot.

VI

THE ISLAND