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Well, then he'd better come out of his hole, wherever he is," said Jarette loudly, speaking in very good English, though with a peculiar accent which sounded to me almost ferocious, as I hung there feeling as if I could not hold on much longer. "Do you hear, boy? Come here, or I'll send a bullet to fetch you."
I looked over the side for a moment, and saw a man holding out an oar to Jarette, who was swimming; but there was a rush of feet again, and the men who had come over the bows were running back just in time to drive back three more, tumbling them over into the sea, to regain their boat the best way they could.
There were troubles, of course, and I used to think that the captain was unnecessarily severe on Jarette and several of the other men; but I set it down to a desire to preserve good discipline, and of course I felt that he must know best how to manage his crew.
"`Oh, very well, he says, `you don't want to be shot? "`No, no! cries Mr Walters, crying now like a little child. "`Well, then, sir, says Jarette, `I'll try and oblige you.
Captain Jarette is a clever, cunning man, but he has, I think, given us our chance, and we shall hang on to him till a chance comes for seizing the ship again." "I thought our case was hopeless to-night," said the captain.
Upon seeing this, Jarette said something shortly to his followers and they drew back, the door was closed, and we were in total darkness once again. "And all that trouble, care, and suffering for nothing, Dale," said Mr Frewen, dolefully. "For nothing?" I said, sitting up. "Do you call it nothing to have found out that we have three strong men on the other side ready to fight for us? I don't."
The next moment we were standing in the torn and blackened saloon, with Mr Frewen looking round wildly from door to door, seeking the one through which he was to go. "Here, this way," said Jarette, fiercely, "and now you'll see that I'm not a man to be played with. I'm captain here now, and it's obey me or "
His imitation of the renegade Frenchman's pronunciation of the word "ship" was almost involuntary, and he told me afterwards how he regretted making such a slip, for Jarette winced and darted a malignant look at him which was not pleasant to see.
I should try and find out which was the cabin Jarette uses, for the arms would be there, and then I should tie some guns " "And cartridges," whispered Mr Preddle, excitedly. "Oh yes, I shouldn't forget them. I'd tie 'em together and lower them down out of the window. He's sure to have the captain's cabin, and the window will be open, ready." "Bravo!" cried Mr Preddle. "Oh dear!
I could not have been insensible many moments, for I was conscious of shouting and trampling, of a thick black smoke which made it seem like night, of voices giving orders, and Jarette yelling to his men now in French, now in English, and all the time there was a crushing weight across my legs and chest.
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