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They were not particularly comfortable nor quite so well-savoured as I could have wished; but it was no time for ultra-squeamishness, and I was soon transformed into a very colourable imitation of a fo'c's'le hand.
"I leaned over the brig's rail and could see the slop of the sea combin' over the Screamer's fo'c's'le hatch. Bill's fires would be out the next minute. There was just two feet now 'tween the stone and the deck where I stood too much to drop; but there was nothing else to do, and I hollered: "'All gone.
Jeremy, always alert, saw one or two glances exchanged among the pirates before the interminable foul stream of fo'c's'le talk resumed its course, but apparently the incident of the scarred man's abrupt departure was soon forgotten. As the storm continued, Bonnet and Herriot gave up their attempts to sail the Royal James and contented themselves with keeping her afloat.
It was daybreak or thereabouts on the morning of November 5 and a faint light coming through the decklight over the fo'c's'le when I, that had kept the middle watch and was now snoring in my bunk, sat up at a touch on my shoulder, and stared, rubbing my eyes, into the dim face of Mr. Goodfellow. "Skipper wants you on deck," he announced.
Presently, the skipper shouted out something about "making it eight bells," whereupon Jorrocks took hold of a marlinspike, which he had seemingly ready for the purpose, striking eight sharp, quick blows on a little bell hanging right under the break of the little topgallant fo'c's'le, with which the old-fashioned coaster was built.
It couldn't have been Latimer, for that gentleman was very far from being "smallish," a remark which applied equally well to our mutual friend with the scar. I was still pondering over the question when I heard Mr. Gow drop down into the fo'c's'le, and summond him through the connecting door to come and join the feast.
He slipped behind a chest far up in the dark bow angle and waited for a signal from Bob. The boys had seen the man with the broken nose watching the decks uneasily for hours and suspected that he meant to go below as soon as the fo'c's'le was empty. Jeremy must have been in his hiding place close to half an hour before he heard Bob's sharply whistled tune close outside in the gun deck.
I don't think it's broken." The old seaman scratched his head. "Well, if it belonged to me," he said, slowly, "there's some ointment down the fo'c's'le which the cook 'ad for sore eyes. I should just put some o' that on. It looks good stuff."
"Surely, my good fellow, you do not mean to say that you imagine me a naval officer to have joined this crew of thieves and murderers?" "Blest if I know, or care," the fellow answered roughly. "Only, if you're a naval officer, as you say, and haven't joined the `thieves and murderers, as you call 'em, I should like to know how you come to be rigged like a fo'c's'le Jack?"
Seated in a chair, you might have passed him off for a baronet or a military officer; but let him rise, and it was Fo'c's'le Jack that came rolling toward you, crab-like; let him but open his lips, and it was Fo'c's'le Jack that piped and drawled his ungrammatical gibberish.
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