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"What has he done wrong?" said Bob Hampton. "Want us to chuck you in again?" "Oh, help!" cried Walters piteously. "What, have you took him aboard?" said a sneering voice overhead. "Better let him drown. He isn't worth the biscuit and water he'll want." "Oh, only wait!" cried Walters, rising up to his knees. "Wait," snarled Jarette.
My hand went to the foot of the cot, and I was dragging out the revolver hidden there, when a hoarse voice exclaimed in a husky whisper "Avast! what are yer doing on, Mr Frewen? you'll choke me." "You, Hampton?" "Ay, at present." "I thought it was Jarette," said Mr Frewen, panting. "Wish it had been, my lad," said the sailor, in the same husky whisper. "My word, you have got a grip!
Here, some of you, which cabin is empty?" "Second one on the left," cried several. "Is the door broken by the powder?" "No; it's all right," said Bob Hampton. "Carry 'em both in," said Jarette. "Fasten 'em up, and bring me the key. There, youngster," he continued to me, "I'm sending the doctor with you to set you right."
He snatched a pistol from his breast and held it menacingly toward Frewen, who flashed out at him "Put that thing away, madman, and show me my patient. Which cabin is it?" "That one," said Jarette, surlily. Then showing his teeth, he said in a peculiar tone of voice "They say it's kill or cure with your set; let it be cure this time, or perhaps it may be kill afterwards. Come on. Go in there."
"Now," cried Mr Brymer, ramming down the tiller, and as we glided round the stern I cried "We are going to stay close by, Miss Denning." "Keep off!" roared Jarette, and he fired again. "The boat will be kept close at hand to help you and your brother." "Yes yes thank you," she cried shrilly. "God bless you all! I knew you would not "
"Take care, youngster," he half whispered. "You've got a hasty tongue, and it stings sometimes. Mind I don't turn and sting again. Recollect you've committed yourself so deeply that you are mine now; and recollect, too, that I'm captain." "Yes, I know," said Walters, sharply, "but he isn't to be trusted, and " "You hate him," said Jarette. "Well, I know you do. There, that's enough.
"Yes," said the stranger, smiling vaguely, "it is true enough, no doubt." He hesitated and seemed to be trying to recall something, then began humming a popular air. He had apparently forgotten their presence. "Look here, Mancher," said the elder of the two, "tell us just what occurred that night to Jarette, you know." "Oh, yes, about Jarette," said the other.
Then I followed the doctor, and a minute later we were once more under lock and key, while as I crossed the saloon I saw that a couple of men were pacing up and down, pistol in hand. I made a remark about this, and then I spoke about the way in which the powder had driven in all the end of the saloon. "I suppose Jarette must have used about all there is now." Mr Frewen shook his head.
I could see the faces of Jarette and his men now clearly enough in the one boat, while in the other I picked out five men, among whom was the cook, who would have been, I should have thought, the very last to join in so desperate a game, one which certainly meant penal servitude for all, and possibly a worse punishment for the leaders, as death might very probably ensue in the desperate attack upon the ship.
No, no, not there. Over with him here." "Help! Mercy, pray! help! help!" came with frantic shrieks, for the poor fellow evidently did not know of the boat over the side. He felt that he was going to his death, and then he was evidently clinging to something, for there was a pause, and in a hoarse yell we heard him cry "Don't kill me, Jarette, and I'll tell you where the money-chests are stowed."
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