Part 7 (2/2)
”Somewhere about,” said the man, showing his teeth. ”There, you slip off and fetch your s.h.i.+p, and I'll cruise up and down off the mouth of the river here so as to make sure that the schooner don't slip off.
She's just as like as not to hyste sail now that the fog's all gone.
She'd have been off before if it hadn't come on as thick as soup. Say, 'bout how far off is your s.h.i.+p?”
”Half-a-dozen miles away,” said the lieutenant.
”That ain't far. Why not be off at once?”
”Why not come with us?” asked Murray.
”Ain't I telled yer, youngster? Think I want to come back and find the schooner gone?”
The lieutenant gazed from the American to the mids.h.i.+pman and back again, with his doubts here and there, veering like a weather vane, for the thought would keep attacking him--suppose all this about the slave schooner was Yankee bunk.u.m, and as soon as he had got rid of them, the lugger would sail away and be seen no more?
”You won't trust him, will you?” said Murray, taking advantage of a puff of wind which separated the two boats for a few minutes.
”I can't,” said the lieutenant, in a whisper. ”I was nearly placing confidence in him, but your doubt has steered me in the other direction.
Hah!” he added quickly. ”That will prove him.” And just then the lugger glided alongside again, and the opportunity for further communing between the two officers was gone.
”That's what yew have to be on the lookout for, mister, when yew get sailing out here. Sharp cat's-paws o' wind hot as fire sometimes.
Well, ain't you going to fetch your s.h.i.+p?”
”And what about you?” said the lieutenant.
”Me?” said the man wonderingly, and looking as innocent as a child.
”Yes; where am I to pick you up again?”
”Oh! I'll show you. I'll be hanging just inside one of the mouths of the river, and then lead yew in when yew get back with yewr s.h.i.+p.”
Murray softly pressed his foot against his officer's without seeming to move, and felt the pressure returned, as if to say--All right; I'm not going to trust him--and the lieutenant then said aloud--
”But why shouldn't you sail with us as far as our sloop?”
”Ah, why shouldn't I, after all?” said the man. ”You might show me your skipper, and we could talk to him about what we're going to do. All right; sail away if you like to chance it.”
The lieutenant nodded, and a few minutes later the two boats were gliding about half a mile abreast of the dense mangrove-covered sh.o.r.e in the direction of the _Seafowl_, and only about fifty yards apart.
”You'll be keeping a sharp lookout for treachery in any shape, sir?”
said Murray, in a low tone.
”The fellow's willingness to fall in with my proposal has disarmed me, Mr Murray,” said the lieutenant quietly, ”but all the same I felt bound to be cautious. I have given the marines orders to be ready to fire at the slightest sign of an attempt to get away.”
”You have, sir? Bravo!” said Murray, in the same low tone, and without seeming to be talking to his chief if they were observed. ”But I did not hear you speak to the jollies.”
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