Part 20 (2/2)

I put my left arm round the Ordinary's body--getting hold of the jackstay on the other side. Then I looked up. Above us, I seemed to see something dark and indistinct, that moved rapidly up the lift.

”Keep tight hold of him, while I get a gasket,” I heard the Second Mate sing out.

A moment later there was a crash, and the light disappeared.

”d.a.m.n and set fire to the sail!” shouted the Second Mate.

I twisted round, somewhat, and looked in his direction. I could dimly make him out on the yard. He had evidently been in the act of getting down on to the foot-rope, when the lantern was smashed. From him, my gaze jumped to the lee rigging. It seemed that I made out some shadowy thing stealing down through the darkness; but I could not be sure; and then, in a breath, it had gone.

”Anything wrong, Sir?” I called out.

”Yes,” he answered. ”I've dropped the lantern. The blessed sail knocked it out of my hand!”

”We'll be all right, Sir,” I replied. ”I think we can manage without it.

Jacobs seems to be quieter now.”

”Well, be careful as you come in,” he warned us.

”Come on, Jacobs,” I said. ”Come on; we'll go down on deck.”

”Go along, young feller,” Stubbins put in. ”You're right now. We'll take care of you.” And we started to guide him along the yard.

He went willingly enough, though without saying a word. He seemed like a child. Once or twice he s.h.i.+vered; but said nothing.

We got him in to the lee rigging. Then, one going beside him, and the other keeping below, we made our way slowly down on deck. We went very slowly--so slowly, in fact, that the Second Mate--who had stayed a minute to shove the gasket round the lee side of the sail--was almost as soon down.

”Take Jacobs forrard to his bunk,” he said, and went away aft to where a crowd of the men, one with a lantern, stood round the door of an empty berth under the break of the p.o.o.p on the starboard side.

We hurried forrard to the fo'cas'le. There we found all in darkness.

”They're haft with Jock, and Svenson!” Stubbins had hesitated an instant before saying the name.

”Yes,” I replied. ”That's what it must have been, right enough.”

”I kind of knew it all ther time,” he said.

I stepped in through the doorway, and struck a match. Stubbins followed, guiding Jacobs before him, and, together, we got him into his bunk. We covered him up with his blankets, for he was pretty s.h.i.+very. Then we came out. During the whole time, he had not spoken a word.

As we went aft, Stubbins remarked that he thought the business must have made him a bit dotty.

”It's driven him clean barmy,” he went on. ”He don't hunderstand a word that's said ter him.”

”He may be different in the morning,” I answered.

As we neared the p.o.o.p, and the crowd of waiting men, he spoke again:

”They've put 'em hinter ther Second's hempty berth.”

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