Part 9 (1/2)
CHAPTER SIX.
THE SMUGGLING YACHT.
Cecilia returned to the cabin, to ascertain whether her aunt was more composed; but Mrs Lascelles remained on deck. She was much pleased with Pickersgill; and they continued their conversation. Pickersgill entered into a defence of his conduct to Lord B---; and Mrs Lascelles could not but admit the provocation. After a long conversation she hinted at his profession, and how superior he appeared to be to such a lawless life.
”You may be incredulous, madam,” replied Pickersgill, ”if I tell you that I have as good a right to quarter my arms as Lord B--- himself; and that I am not under my real name. Smuggling is, at all events, no crime; and I infinitely prefer the wild life I lead at the head of my men to being spurned by society because I am poor. The greatest crime in this country is poverty. I may, if I am fortunate, some day resume my name. You may, perhaps, meet me, and if you please, you may expose me.”
”That I should not be likely to do,” replied the widow; ”but still I regret to see a person, evidently intended for better things, employed in so disreputable a profession.”
”I hardly know, madam, what is and what is not disreputable in this conventional world. It is not considered disreputable to cringe to the vices of a court, or to accept a pension wrung from the industry of the nation, in return for base servility. It is not considered disreputable to take t.i.thes, intended for the service of G.o.d, and lavish them away at watering-places or elsewhere, seeking pleasure instead of doing G.o.d service. It is not considered disreputable to take fee after fee to uphold injustice, to plead against innocence, to pervert truth, and to aid the devil. It is not considered disreputable to gamble on the Stock Exchange, or to corrupt the honesty of electors by bribes, for doing which the penalty attached is equal to that decreed to the offence of which I am guilty. All these, and much more, are not considered disreputable; yet by all these are the moral bonds of society loosened, while in mine we cause no guilt in others--”
”But still it is a crime.”
”A violation of the revenue laws, and no more. Observe, madam, the English Government encourage the smuggling of our manufactures to the Continent, at the same time that they take every step to prevent articles being smuggled into this country. Now, madam, can that be a _crime_ when the head of the vessel is turned north, which becomes _no crime_ when she steers the opposite way?”
”There is a stigma attached to it, you must allow.”
”That I grant you, madam; and as soon as I can quit the profession I shall. No captive ever sighed more to be released from his chains; but I will not leave it, till I find I am in a situation not to be spurned and neglected by those with whom I have a right to a.s.sociate.”
At this moment the steward was seen forward making signs to Mrs Lascelles, who excused herself, and went to him.
”For the love of G.o.d, madam,” said Maddox, ”as he appears to be friendly with you, do pray find out how these cutlets are to be dressed; the cook is tearing his hair, and we shall never have any dinner; and then it will all fall upon me, and I--shall be tossed overboard.”
Mrs Lascelles desired poor Maddox to wait there while she obtained the desired information. In a few minutes she returned to him.
”I have found it out. They are first to be boiled in vinegar, then fried in batter, and served up with a sauce of anchovy and Malaga raisins!”
”First fried in vinegar, then boiled in batter, and served up with almonds and raisins.”
”No--no!” Mrs Lascelles repeated the injunction to the frightened steward, and then returned aft, and re-entered into a conversation with Pickersgill, in which for the first time, Corbett now joined. Corbett had sense enough to feel, that the less he came forward until his superior had established himself in the good graces of the ladies, the more favourable would be the result.
In the meantime Cecilia had gone down to her aunt, who still continued to wail and lament. The young lady tried all she could to console her, and to persuade her that if they were civil and obedient they had nothing to fear.
”Civil and obedient, indeed!” cried Miss Ossulton, ”to a fellow who is a smuggler and a pirate! I, the sister of Lord B---! Never! The presumption of the wretch!”
”That is all very well, aunt; but recollect, we must submit to circ.u.mstances. These men insist upon our dining with them; and we must go, or we shall have no dinner.”
”I, sit down with a pirate! Never! I'll have no dinner--I'll starve-- I'll die!”
”But, my dear aunt, it's the only chance we have of obtaining our release; and if you do not do it Mrs Lascelles will think that you wish to remain with them.”
”Mrs Lascelles judges of other people by herself.”
”The captain is certainly a very well-behaved, handsome man. He looks like a n.o.bleman in disguise. What an odd thing it would be, aunt, if this should be all a hoax!”
”A hoax, child?” replied Miss Ossulton, sitting up on the sofa.
Cecilia found that she had hit the right nail, as the saying is; and she brought forward so many arguments to prove that she thought it was a hoax to frighten them, and that the gentleman above was a man of consequence, that her aunt began to listen to reason, and at last consented to join the dinner-party. Mrs Lascelles now came down below; and when dinner was announced they repaired to the large cabin, where they found Pickersgill and Corbett waiting for them.
Miss Ossulton did not venture to look up, until she heard Pickersgill say to Mrs Lascelles, ”Perhaps, madam, you will do me the favour to introduce me to that lady, whom I have not had the honour of seeing before?”