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Updated: June 14, 2025
After three-fourths of the agreed sum had been counted out the paymaster stuck, and said, "Capitan, you must be satisfied. We are poor men like yourself." In an instant the captain was out of the charthouse with his money, and went on to the upper bridge and called out to his officers to see the gentlemen into their boat.
The center of the cyclone had swept far ahead. There was only left the aftermath of heavy seas and furious but steadier wind. Captain Ross entered the charthouse for the twentieth time. He had aged many years in appearance. The smiling, confident, debonair officer was changed into a stricken, mournful man. He had altered with his ship.
He did not see her, and the child, seeing an opening for a new game, avoided both her father and mother, who also stood in the shelter of the charthouse, and ran round behind it on the weather side, calling a loud 'Boo! to attract Harold's attention as she ran.
The Spaniard encouraged her to debate this point anything was better than the dumb pain of thought but their talk ceased abruptly when a muttered exclamation from Gray sent Walker flying to the charthouse. Forthwith the trumpet shriek of the siren sent its wild boom across the silent waters. Elsie needed no explanation of this tumult.
He was driven clear out of the water and seemed to recognize a familiar object rising rigid and bright close at hand. It was the binnacle pillar, screwed to a portion of the deck which came away from the charthouse and was rent from the upper framework by contact with the reef. He seized this unlooked-for support with his disengaged hand.
Two Levantines stepped aboard. The captain said "So you have come at last. Have you got the money with you? Let me have no wriggling, or I will have you put over the side and steam away without your merchandize." "No, no, capitan, you must not do that! Come to the charthouse and you shall be paid at once."
The wind took the flying water and threw it high in volumes of broken spray, which swept not only the deck but the rigging as high as the top of the funnels. The child saw the mass of water coming, and shrieking flew round the port side of the charthouse. But just as she turned down the open space between it and the funnel the vessel rolled to starboard.
The sea, he observed, was not really blue not at any rate the blue he had supposed. Where it seethed flatly along the hull, laced with swirls of milky foam, it was almost black. Farther away, it was green, or darkly violet. A ladder led to the top of the charthouse, and from this commanding height the whole body of the ship lay below him. How alive she seemed, how full of personality!
They pleaded to him to come into the charthouse again, and every cent due to him would be handed over according to agreement. "I did not mean what I said to be taken seriously," said the financial agent. "But I did," replied the captain. "And take notice that if you wriggle again I will make short work of this business."
At three o'clock, by which time the dawn was breaking, the "C.O." did appear on the bridge. "Well, Sub?" he asked. "What d'you think of station keeping at night?" "Quite easy, sir," said that young officer blandly, quite unaware of the acoustic properties of the charthouse. "As easy as falling off a log." "Did you have any difficulty in seeing the next ahead?" "Not much, sir.
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