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But as I stood trembling and holding up one light, the white face moved and the eyes blinked. "What's the matter?" cried Mr Brymer, loudly. "Go and see, Mr Frewen." The doctor took a few steps and joined us, saw the figure, and said sharply "Another prisoner?" "No, sir; can't he; 'cause he's fastened hisself in," replied Bob. "Why, matey, what are you doing here? I thought you was a ghost."
"Then the ship hasn't sunk," I said, as I looked at her about five hundred yards away, with a pillar of smoke rising out of her hold, and the masts, yards, and sails all in their places intact. "Yes; she still floats," said Mr Brymer, quietly; "and we are going closer to see how she stands." "Where are Jarette and the men?"
There was silence again, and as I listened for a voice, the lanterns forward swung to and fro, and so much water came aboard that I fully expected to see them extinguished, when all forward would have been in darkness. "Is he never coming again?" whispered Mr Frewen at last. "Oh yes, he'll come," said Mr Brymer. "They've got the grog forward there, and perhaps he has gone below."
"Yes, I understand," said Mr Frewen, and he hurried towards the saloon. "Aren't we going to try and put out the fire, Mr Brymer, sir?" said Bob Hampton. "No, my lad; we'll leave that to Jarette and his gang. Come and help." By this time we had reached the cabin-door, from beneath which the faint light shone, and Mr Frewen exclaimed "Are you there, Miss Denning?" "Yes, yes," she cried eagerly.
"There, keep a good heart, man, and pray for another day or two's calm. We'll do everything possible. Good-bye." "I know you will, Brymer. Go on, then. You will all do your best." He smiled at me then, and I followed the mate, who was hurrying along to the end of the saloon. "Let's look at Walters first." "No. You go; I can't, my lad. If I do I shall feel as if I must throw him overboard.
Ours appeared to be a herculean task, for the fire had been burning many hours now, as after a little examination Mr Brymer decided that it would be best to attack it from the starboard side, where a bold man could approach the worst part and pour in water from buckets if the hose from the pump could not be brought to bear.
"Brymer told him and another of the men to go up aloft, and he refused. I heard him, and ordered him to go at once, and he said, loud enough for Miss Denning to hear never mind what. Here she comes; and I knocked him down." "Ah, my dear young lady," he continued, taking off his cap, "I apologise to you for that scene. But a captain must be master of his ship."
I took the nozzle and went on with the task, Mr Brymer hurrying forward to the pump, while I was astonished to find how little impression had been made upon the fire.
"I communicated with Mr Brymer and Mr Frewen," I cried. "And said `How de do? I'm quite well thank you, how are you? Didn't pay for the trouble, sir. We must do something better than that. What do you say, Neb?" "I says as I arn't going to squeedge my carcadge into that hole again if I knows it, messmate." "And you, Barney?" Barney Blane uttered a low deep snore.
We saw the enemy, as he was called by all, pacing up and down the poop-deck hastily, and scanning the offing with a spy-glass, as if in search of approaching vessels or of clouds that promised wind, but neither came, dark night fell once more, and Mr Brymer ordered the oars out and we were rowed round to the other side of the ship, from which position we could see a light faintly shining from the little round cabin-window where we knew Miss Denning to be.
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