Part 6 (1/2)

”Oh, the traitor!” said Green. ”And so he is going to furnish the cannibals with a nice juicy stew for their pots, is he? And pray tell, what did that nice uncle of yours, the Captain, say to all this?”

”At first he would not listen to a word of it; then Redfox threatened him with something which Peppo could not understand, and at last he said, 'Oh, you are my bad angel. I am in your power. Do what you must, but I won't have any part in it.'”

”Pontius Pilate made similar remarks when he gave Our Lord over to death, but handwas.h.i.+ng of that sort is of no use. As for the rest you are right. Redfox is the chief sinner and forces the Captain into things which he would never think of doing otherwise.--But what are we to do? Here we are helpless in the power of these monsters. We might give them over to the authorities at the first port at which we touch, but the trouble with that plan comes in just here: Gray will not listen to or believe what that little Chinaman says. It couldn't be done without a life and death struggle. I must win over the Chinamen--and if I fail, by so much as a hair-breadth, I'll go to the gallows as a rebel.--And yet--I must risk my life for you as well as for the rest of us. Quick, bring your little friend here. I'll tell him what to say to the men in the steerage. They will be on our side for they have been badly treated.”

w.i.l.l.y did not understand all that the honest helmsman said for he was half talking to himself, but he got enough to realize that they were in great danger, and that Green scarcely knew what to do. Why did Redbeard wish their death? Green had told him a number of times, but the boy could not understand the question of the property, even after it was explained to him, and now there was no time to talk about it.

”Be quick, go get Peppo for me,” repeated the helmsman, instead of answering his questions. ”The crisis may come any moment. In the meantime pray to your guardian angel, who once saved you miraculously from the power of these monsters.”

A few minutes later Peppo slipped down to the steerage and delivered Green's message to his uncle, and he in turn held a secret counsel with the most resolute of his companions. They talked much of the warning which the G.o.d of the Golden Fish had given them about keeping out of broils without arriving at any conclusion, though their feelings prompted them to wreak vengeance on the Captain for his rough treatment of them. While they were talking a voice from the crow's nest called, ”Land--ahoy!” and in a moment the s.h.i.+p was all life. The boatswain sounded his pipe calling every sailor to his place and the Captain came on deck to give orders. On the left in the South Sea a wooded hill rose from the water, and quickly became larger, as the s.h.i.+p flew towards it like a bird. The Captain and Redfox stepped up to the wheel and the Captain said to Green, ”We must heave to.”

”What? Heave to in such a fine breeze as this? What have we got for the cannibals over there?”

”We must have water,” said the Captain without looking at the helmsman.

”Redfox says that the cask has leaked and that there is not enough water to last us through to Australia.”

”I saw the cask yesterday, and then there was no leak in it. If it is empty now there has been foul play.”

”h.e.l.lo! What ails the man?” cried Redfox. ”Who has been doing the foul play?”

”Since you ask I'll tell you. You have. And as you let the water run out you can see to getting more to put in. Under no circ.u.mstances will I do it.”

”Well, Captain, what do you think of the fellow's impudence? I say he belongs in chains,” cried Redfox in a rage.

”Quite right. Insubordination on s.h.i.+pboard cannot be tolerated.

Either you take a small boat and go for water to fill the cask or I'll put you in irons. A dozen Chinamen and the small interpreter are to accompany you.”

”Just as I thought. And your nephew is to go, too, and when we are on sh.o.r.e the 'St. George' is to take advantage of favoring breezes, and we are to be left for the cannibals. You'll have to murder the boy and me right here; we'll not run our heads into any such trap. Heda! my little Chinaman, now is the time for your countrymen to defend themselves. The responsibility is mine,” and with these words he threw himself upon Redfox who drew out his knife with a curse. Green struck him a blow that knocked him senseless, and then turned on the Captain, who called loudly for help. The sailors to a man rushed to his aid, while the Chinamen refused to mix in the white men's quarrel. Green was quickly overpowered and was thrown into chains in the steerage.

There the Captain also put the boys who had openly taken the helmsman's part.

CHAPTER X.

The Hurricane.

In utmost astonishment the sailors looked after the helmsman and the two boys as they were led away. All honored and trusted Green as a man true to his duty and a brave comrade; the Captain's nephew was the favorite of the crew, and everybody liked faithful little Peppo. What did it all mean? Now before their very eyes the helmsman had attacked the first officer and the Captain, and even commanded the Chinamen to be insubordinate, and the boys openly had taken sides with the helmsman.

”Green has lost his mind,” cried an old sailor.

”It must be so,” answered his companion. ”Perhaps he is moonstruck; more than one good fellow has gone moonstruck in the tropics.”

”He must be out of his mind,” put in the Captain, ”but that's a matter for the judge to find out. You can testify as to what he said and did, and if the judge sends him to the mad-house instead of the gallows, I shall be glad. Redfox has fortunately recovered himself after the murderous attack and is going into my cabin.” The Captain started across the deck. ”But h.e.l.lo, here!--What's the matter? The wind has changed all of a sudden, or rather the breeze has ceased. The sails are flapping against the mast, and the pennons are not moving. Every man to his post,” he shouted. ”I fear the wind will veer suddenly before we have time to turn round, and blow harder than will be pleasant for us. Gray, go to the wheel. The rest of you mount the rigging, furl the sails, all, even the great topsail. Oh, here, you Chinamen, get down stairs.”

The scene which had just taken place on deck had so absorbed the attention of the entire crew that now for the first time they took note of the change. There was the same long swell on the sea, but the beautiful blue green waters had taken on a dull leaden hue. The sky was threatening; instead of being azure, as it had been for weeks, it was of a peculiar grayish color, although not a cloud was visible. In the west the sun surrounded by a dark halo was going down. First a dark bank of clouds appeared above the horizon; then quickly, like a giant's hand with outstretched fingers to grasp the s.h.i.+p which lay motionless on the waters, it spread until it covered the sun. With greatest anxiety the sailors watched the signs of the approaching hurricane, making what preparations they could by furling the sails, locking the hatchways, and fastening every rope securely.

”We're going to have a hurricane, I fear, Captain. Just see how the quicksilver has dropped in the barometer, and we are right upon this accursed island with its coral reefs. G.o.d have mercy on us or we are lost,” said Gray.

White with fear he looked at the barometer, then at the sky. Already the rumblings of the storm could be heard, and in the distance sheets of foam like a mist were being driven before the wind.

”It will be here in a moment. The first shock will strike us on the side.--If we only don't capsize,” said the Captain.