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"Oh, never fear. We are bold enough." "Good. But I am hurried, and I must go. I will send Asgeelo up, and give him a letter." With these words Brandon bowed an adieu and departed. Before evening Asgeelo was installed as one of the servants. Two days after Brandon's visit to Potts, Langhetti reached the village.
Over the smooth water the ripples flowed from the spot where Asgeelo had disappeared, extending in successive concentric circles, and radiating in long undulations far and wide. Louis and Frank waited in deep suspense. Asgeelo remained long beneath the water, but to them the time seemed frightful in its duration.
Asgeelo, compelled to watch, to guard, to splash the water, and to turn frequently, made but a slow passage over those twenty yards which separated him from the boat. At last it seemed as if he chose to stay there. It seemed to those who watched him with such awful horror that he might have escaped had he chosen, but that he had some idea of voluntarily encountering the monster.
He had already resolved that the first exploration should be made by Asgeelo. The Hindu had followed Brandon in all his wanderings with that silent submission and perfect devotion which is more common among Hindus than any other people. He had the air of one who was satisfied with obeying his master, and did not ask the end of any commands which might be given.
This became evident at last, as the shark passed before him when they saw Asgeelo's face turned toward it; a face full of fierce hate and vengeance; a face such as one turns toward some mortal enemy. He made a quick, fierce stroke with his long knife. The shark gave a leap upward. The water was tinged with blood. The next moment Asgeelo went down. "What now?" was the thought of the brothers.
He himself, had he been able, would have gone down in his place; but as he was not able, he did not suppose that his brother would hesitate. The apparatus was in the boat. The pumping-machine was in the stern; and this, with the various signal-ropes, was managed by Frank. Asgeelo rowed. These arrangements had long since been made, and they had practiced in this way on the Hudson River.
October 14, 11 o'clock. Hope! Mrs. Compton came to me a few minutes since. She had received a letter from Philips by Asgeelo. She said the Hindu wished to see me. He was at my door. I went there. He told me that I was to fly from Brandon Hall at two o'clock in the morning. He would take care of me. Mrs. Compton said she was to go with me. A place had been found where we could get shelter.
"This is our destination," said Brandon. "Where are we?" sighed Beatrice. "It is Denton," he replied. The coach stopped before a little cottage. Asgeelo opened the door. Brandon pressed Beatrice to his heart. "For the last time, darling," he murmured. She said nothing. He helped her out, catching her in his arms as she descended, and lifting her to the ground. Mrs.
Asgeelo or Cato, as Brandon commonly called him had made those simple preparations which are common among his class the apparatus which the pearl-divers have used ever since pearl-diving first commenced. Twelve or fifteen stones were in the boat, a flask of oil, and a sponge which was fastened around his neck. These were all that he required. Each stone weighed about thirty pounds.
He drew a long, keen knife from his breast, and seized the other by the throat. Beatrice started back. By the light that flickered on the floor she saw it all. The gigantic figure of Asgeelo stood erect, one arm clutching the throat of his assailant, and the other holding the knife aloft. Beatrice rushed forward and caught the uplifted arm. "Spare him!" she said, in a low whisper.
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