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"There can be no doubt of it," said Hendrick. "Then, my lads, I'll soon bid ye all farewell, for as I was your leader when the so-called murder was done, I'm bound in honour to take the consequences." "Not at all," cried Squill, whose susceptible heart was touched with this readiness to self-sacrifice. "You can't be spared yet, Grummidge; if any man shud die it's the Irishman.
"If only the rum-kegs had been saved," said one of the men, when they assembled, after searching the island, to discuss their prospects, "we might, at least, have led a merry life while it lasted." "Humph! Much good that would do you when you came to think over it in the next world," said Grummidge contemptuously. "I don't believe in the next world," returned the first speaker gruffly.
"Grummidge," said he, in a stern voice, as he squatted down on the floor beside the unfortunate seaman, "things look bad, there's no doubt about that, an' it would be unkind deception to say otherwise, for that villain Bearpaw seems to git harder and harder the more they try to soften him.
"Whaddye mean, nice?" I demands. "Swell peoples," says the Swede, soundin' the "v" in swell. "Second floor." "There must be some mistake," says Vee, "but I suppose we might as well go up and see." So up we trails to the elevator, me with the suitcase in one hand and the basket in the other, like a Santa Claus who has lost his way. "Mr. Henry Grummidge?" says the neat elevator girl. "Yes'm.
"My pale-faced brothers are free." "Yes, lads," said Paul, heartily grasping Grummidge by the hand. "God has sent deliverance at the eleventh hour you are all free." The joy with which the news was received by our seamen and their friends was somewhat marred by the death of the poor girl who had unconsciously been the means of their deliverance.
"Blow high or blow low, that seems to me an anchor that you an' me's safe to hang on to." The conversation was interrupted at this point by the sudden entrance of Jim Heron with an arrow sticking in the fleshy part of his back. "Attacked by savages!" he gasped. "Here, Grummidge, lend a hand to haul out this I can't well reach it.
Another effective blow terminated its career for ever, and then the victor turned to find that Big Swinton lay on the ice, quite conscious of what was going on though utterly unable to move hand or foot. To bind up Swinton's wounds, some of which were ugly ones, was the first business of Grummidge, after he had hastily staunched the blood which was flowing copiously from his own cheek.
"Well done, Little Stubbs!" cried Grummidge, as he watched the creature disappearing. "You've often worried our lives in time past, but this time you've saved 'em. Coil away the limbs, boys. We'll measure 'em and enter 'em in the log when we go ashore." It may interest the reader to know that the measurements were as follows:
He took up the heavy bludgeon that Oliver had made for himself on commencing his travels in Newfoundland. "Well, I've brought this here every time I've come just to get the two sentries accustomed to see me with it. This is your last night on earth, Grummidge, so I'm goin' to pay you an extra visit about midnight, by way of sayin' farewell.
"An' have Master Paul an' Hendrick agreed to fall in wi' this mad plan?" asked Grummidge. "No, I can't say they have. To say truth, considerin' that Hendrick's a relation o' the Redskins an' that Master Paul is his friend, I thought it best to say nothing to them about it. So I'll "
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