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Updated: May 2, 2025
"You tellee me lalee die; how him lalee when lalee die?" "The lady is not dead; I made a mistake. Is this the lady?" "Lalee talk; I no see face, I hear speak." "Have you seen this man before?" I inquired of my nearly insensible companion. "I think so in a dream," she murmured, trying to recall her poor wandering wits back from some region into which they had strayed.
On no side, however, could the fish be seen; and, although both the sailor-lad and Lalee would have been pleased to witness a little more of that same sword exercise, they were at length forced to the conclusion that the performance was over and the performer gone away, perhaps, to exhibit his prowess in some other quarter of the aquatic world.
He saw, moreover, it was the same he and little Lalee had so late been contemplating in security, the dreaded zygaena: for through the translucent water he could distinguish its hammer-shaped head, and lurid eyes gleaming out from their protuberant sockets, hideous to behold! The boy now became spectator, sole spectator, of a scene of thrilling, even terrible interest.
"There, Will'm!" interposed Ben. "Look out that way! there he be, right astarn, don't ye see?" "I see, I see!" cried William. "O, look, Lalee! What in odd fish it is! I never saw one like it before."
William and Lilly Lalee still remained by the head, the boy habitually keeping a lookout over the ocean, but at frequent intervals turning his glances towards her who sat by his side, and endeavouring to interest her with his conversation.
Had he succeeded in reaching the great raft, and been permitted to share with its occupants their chances of safety, it is more than probable that the little Lalee might have become the victim of that horrid attempt from which the little William had so narrowly escaped!
Lilly Lalee was still lying along the lid of the chest, but only one head was seen in the water! It was that of the sailor, as the white face and the long flowing hair told him. Where was the cranium of the sea-cook? Where was the skull of Snowball? Gone with his body to the bottom? These interrogatories flashed across the brain of the lad, causing him a feeling of alarm.
As soon as he had disposed of Lalee, he made direct to that corner of the Catamaran where a small barrel or keg, half submerged under the water, was attached to one of the timbers of the craft. It was the keg containing the precious "Canary."
The thanksgiving appeared an appropriate finale to the toils and dangers of the day; and after it was offered up, Snowball, William, and Lalee lay down to rest, leaving Ben Brace to attend to the steering-oar, and otherwise perform the duties of the dog-watch. The man-o'-war's-man kept watch during the long hours of the night.
Lilly Lalee was on the top of the sea-kit; Snowball and Ben Brace were flanking it, one at each end. The chest was supporting all three. Hurrah! they were saved! Little William, at that moment, felt certain they would be saved; though that joyful certainty had not yet been communicated to them.
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