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The gallant little crew, all wounded, were also looked after in the best manner which skill and sympathy could suggest; but two were soon beyond the reach of human succour, one dying of the direct consequences of his wounds, and the second of fever induced by them.
Tiger! the name of the dog which had saved Arthur Pym’s life in the hold of the Grampus, and, during the revolt of the crew, had sprung at the throat of Jones, the sailor, who was immediately “finished” by Dirk Peters. So, then, that faithful animal had not perished in the shipwreck of the Grampus. He had been taken on board the Jane at the same time as Arthur Pym and the half-breed.
The men hung down their heads, and when dismissed to go below, none of the crew of the frigate would receive them into their messes; but the real Americans were kindly treated. We shaped our course for Simon's Bay, where we arrived in one week after the capture.
Two other prams were also plundered, and the crew of one of them murdered to a man. They are said to be Sooloo pirates, but have Bugis among them. On their way here they have devastated one of the small islands east of Ceram.
“What do you want of me, Dirk Peters?” I asked at length, as he seemed unable to make up his mind to speak. “I want to tell you something because it seems well that you should know it, and you only. In the crew they must never know it.” “If it is a grave matter, and you fear any indiscretion, Dirk Peters, why do you speak to me?” “If! I must! Ah, yes! I must! It is impossible to keep it there!
Davis proposed to his crew to attack her, assuring them that she would prove a rich prize. This appeared to the crew such a hazardous enterprise, that they were rather adverse to the measure. But he acquainted them that he had conceived a stratagem that he was confident would succeed; they might, therefore, safely leave the matter to his management.
The steward swears it was not his doing; it would not have been one of the crew. Where is your messmate, Walters?" I shook my head. "Not hurt?" he cried, anxiously. "No, sir. Not that I know of. Last time I saw him he was quite well." "Where is he?" There was a dead silence for a few moments, and then Mr Brymer spoke "Poor Walters is not with us, sir." "What?" cried Captain Berriman. "Poor lad!
She was about a mile away and promised to escape, but Captain Maitland did not mean to be out-manoeuvred this time. The crew were beat to quarters, a gun fired, and the colours run up as the course of the Nautilus was again altered so as to cut the schooner off, and in due time a second gun gave out its puff of smoke.
I had unbuttoned his shirt, and I saw on his breast a little ivory portrait of a woman. I didn't let the crew see it; for the fellow, even in his delirium, appeared to know I had exposed the thing, and drew the linen close in his fingers, and for a long time held it at his throat." "What was the woman's face like, Hungerford?" I asked.
That Swope meant to kill, I had not the least doubt Newman, himself, said as much but the time was not ripe for that act. So I occupied myself with thoughts about the traitor in the crew. At that moment Captain Swope was not the only man on board with murder in his heart! My fingers pressed the spokes as though they had hold of the Cockney's throat.
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