Part 39 (1/2)
”We were on the lookout for you, and had no fear of missing you. I decided to drive back to the town as we went out. I believe the innkeeper to be an honest fellow, and he has been one of our customers for a number of years; but I thought it just as well to throw dust in his eyes. Therefore, as I got into the carriage, I said in his hearing:
”'Don't go through the main streets of the town, but drive round and strike the road beyond it. Keep on to Langon. We shall stop there tonight.'
”We drove off fast, and only broke into a walk just before you met us. The innkeeper would have gone into the house again, before we met; and as I noticed that the shutters were up, he certainly would not have supposed that the vehicle which pa.s.sed was our carriage, coming back again.
”Well, thank G.o.d we are all safe and together! In three hours we shall be at the village. Lefaux was to keep a boat ash.o.r.e, and to be himself at the inn. There is only one in the village.”
The road was a good one, and the horses fast, and in less than an hour and a half they reached the spot where the relay of horses had been stationed. Five minutes sufficed to make the change and, in a little under three hours after starting, they arrived at the village two miles below Fort Medoc. They stopped at the first house.
”Now, Gregoire,” Monsieur Flambard said, as they alighted, ”here are five louis for yourself. You had better drive back to the place where we changed horses, and put up there for the night. Tomorrow you can go quietly back to Bordeaux. Don't get there until late in the afternoon. Return the carriage and the other two horses to the stables where you hired them, and take my two horses back to our stables.
”You are sure to be questioned, and can tell them the truth. Say that you acted by my orders, and had no idea of the reason for which I had hired the carriage and the extra horses; that you knew that I often made flying visits to the vineyards, and you thought I wanted to see some proprietor of Medoc, on business, and to return as quickly as possible; and were much surprised when you saw that madame went with me. Do not say anything about our picking up my friends on the road.”
”I understand, monsieur, and I will stick to that story. G.o.d bless you, sir, and you, madame; and I trust that, before long, you will be back again with us.”
”I hope so, Gregoire, but I fear it will not be for some time to come.”
They now walked forward, Leigh hurrying on in front until he came to the little village inn. It was already closed but, on his knocking violently at the door, a window above was opened.
”What are you making such a noise for, at this time of night?”
”I have come to call Captain Lefaux,” he said. ”A messenger has just brought an order, from Bordeaux, that he is to get up anchor at daylight.”
”I will call him,” the landlord said, and in three minutes Lefaux came out.
”We are all here, Lefaux,” Leigh said, ”and we want to go on board and get up anchor at once, and to be as far down the river as we can, before daylight.”
”The saints be praised that you have all escaped, Monsieur Stansfield! We will lose no time. I have two men sleeping in a cottage, close to where the boat is made fast. They sleep on the ground floor, and I can tap at the window and get them out. I told them to turn in as they stood, as they might be wanted at any moment.”
The others had now come up, and together they went down to the boat. The tide had turned about an hour before, and the boat was afloat.
”Now, I will fetch the men out,” the skipper said, and in five minutes he came down with them.
They untied the head rope of the boat, from the stump to which it was fastened, and hauled it in.
”That is the lugger, I suppose?” Leigh said, pointing to a dark object, a hundred yards from the sh.o.r.e.
”That is her, sir, and it won't take us long to get under weigh.
Everything is ready for hoisting sail.”
They rowed off to the Henriette, and Leigh could hardly restrain a shout of joy at finding himself once again on board her. The crew had been unchanged since they left Nantes and, tumbling up on deck as they heard the boat coming off, greeted Leigh most heartily; and respectfully saluted Patsey and their owner. They would have broken into cheers, had not their skipper sharply silenced them.
”It will be time enough to cheer when we reach the open sea, lads,”
he said; ”and we will do so more heartily still, when we land Madame Martin, Monsieur Leigh, and the owner and his wife either on English ground, or the deck of an English s.h.i.+p.”
”You mistake, captain,” Monsieur Flambard said. ”As you know, the lugger was only pa.s.sed over to me by Monsieur Martin to escape confiscation. There is no longer any need that I should appear as owner; and in fact Madame Martin, as representative of her husband, is the owner of the Henriette, and I and my wife are pa.s.sengers on board her.”
”I hope that you will find it all right below, madame,” Captain Lefaux said. ”Captain Martin's cabin--we have always called it so--is ready for you and Madame Flambard. Monsieur will take the spare cabin, and Monsieur Leigh mine.”
”I will sleep on one of the sofas in the saloon, captain. I should not feel comfortable if I turned you out; and besides, I like being able to pop quietly on deck, whenever I feel inclined: so that is settled.”