Part 28 (1/2)

”What? My dear fellow, go and beg the captain to hang 'em at once out of their misery. It will be a kindness. Do you know what a Chinese prison is?”

”No.”

”Then I do. It would be a mercy to kill them.”

”The Chinese authorities may wish to make an example of them so as to repress piracy.”

”Let 'em make an example of some one else. Eh? Bandage too tight, my lad?”

”No, sir,” said Barkins rather faintly. ”The wound hurts a good deal.”

”Good sign; 'tis its nature to,” said the doctor jocosely.

”But--er--you don't think, sir--”

”'That you may die after it,' as we used to say over cut fingers at school. Bah! it's a nice clean honest cut, made with a sharp knife.

Heal up like anything with your healthy young flesh.”

”But don't these savage people sometimes poison their blades, sir?”

”Don't people who are wounded for the first time get all kinds of c.o.c.k-and-bull notions into their heads, sir? There, go to sleep and forget all about it. Healthy smarting is what you feel. Why, you'll be able to limp about the deck with a stick to-morrow.”

”Do you mean it, sir?”

”Of course.”

Barkins gave him a grateful look, and Mr Reardon shook hands, nodded, and left us to ourselves for a moment, then the doctor thrust in his head again.

”Here, lads,” he said, ”Smith's all right, I've made a capital job of his arm. Your turn next, Herrick. Good-bye.”

This time we were left alone.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN.

A WILD-BEASTS' CAGE.

All doubts as to our next destination were set at rest the next morning, for it was generally known that we were making for Tsin-Tsin, at the mouth of the Great Fo river, where the prisoners were to be delivered over to the Chinese authorities.

I had been pretty busy all the morning with Barkins and Smith, going from one to the other, to sit with them and give them what news I could, both looking rather glum when I went away, for they were feverish and fretful from their wounds. But I promised to return soon with news of the men, who were all together in a cool, well-ventilated part of the 'tween-decks, seeming restful and patient, the doctor having been round, and, in his short, decisive way, given them a few words of encouragement.

I saw their faces light up as I went down between the two rows in which they were laid, and stopped for a chat with those I knew best, about the way in which they had received their wounds, the c.o.xswain of our boat being the most talkative.

”They all got it 'bout the same way, sir,” he said. ”It all comes of trying to do the beggars a good turn. Who'd ever have thought it, eh, sir? Trying to save a fellow from drownding, and knives yer!”

They were all very eager to know what was to become of the prisoners, and upon my telling the poor fellows what I knew, I heard them giving their opinions to one another in a lying-down debate.

”Seems a pity,” said one of the men. ”Takes all that there trouble, we does; captivates 'em; and then, 'stead o' having the right to hang 'em all decently at the yard-arm, we has to give 'em up to the teapots.”

”How are you going to hang 'em decently?” said another voice.