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We are helpless if these men revolt, and they certainly will unless given their own way. I have no doubt but what their decision will be practically as I have outlined. Very well, I will acquiesce in it cheerfully enough to arouse no suspicion. I am the only navigator on board; the only one with any knowledge even of where we are. Not even LeVere could check up on me.
"No; I had no orders to do so." "He tol' me call him at daylight. Here you, Amada; go wake up the Senor." The seaman disappeared grumbling, while LeVere crossed the poop deck, and stood beside me looking out across the expanse of sea. "No sail hey? We hav' bad luck too far north." "And west; we are out of the sea lanes; but if it keeps bright I'll take an observation at noon."
LeVere appeared amused in his way, which was not a pleasant one. "Oh, yes, friend, there is choice enough. Bill, here, had exactly the same choice when he first came hey, Bill? Remember how you signed on, after we took you off the Albatross? This is how it stands, Gates either go forrard quietly yerself, er the both of us will kick you there. We never give an order twice on the Namur.
His anxiety was evidenced by his hailing the mast-head every few moments, only to receive each time the same response. The mist failed to lift, but seemed to shut us in more closely with every hour, the wind growing continually more boisterous, but LeVere held on grimly. I was kept at the guns during the entire time of our watch.
We sorter figured thet yer went down, an' never cum up agin." LeVere broke in with a savage snarl. "What's all that? Do you mean, Haines, that this is the same damned scamp who tried to stick me?" "No doubt of it. But he never knew what he was dloin' he wus crazy as a loon. There's nuthin' fer yer ter fuss over now. Tell us about it, Gates the bath must have sobered yer up?"
Yet no one knew positively that this was so, because no one cared. The death of the lad had simply been taken for granted, when LeVere failed to see his body rise again to the surface.
Captain Sanchez is wounded and helpless, and those cut-throats amidships are battened down below hatches. LeVere and I are the officers left, and we control the deck. We had to fight it out, or likely it would be our turn next." "Yer mean those fellers were aimin' ter take the ship?" "Exactly that; now where are you lads? With Manuel and his bunch of pirates? Or with us?"
I would never have taken part in this mutiny if I had supposed you meant to play into the hands of the men." "It is very little part you took Senor LeVere, judging from what I saw. You seemed quite content to stand aft here and look on. However you are in it just as deeply as I am, and are going to play the game out with me to the end. Do you understand that?" "What you mean, Senor play it out?"
We have Manuel already prisoner and are preparing to gain possession of the boat ourselves." "Who are planning? You have found friends on board?" "I have made LeVere believe his only safety lies in assisting me. I told you about Watkins and the other men forward. He has picked out a dozen, or so, in whom he has confidence, English sailors mostly and is sounding them out.
"And there are others below who will join us?" "Yes sir; six more I count on." "Which means lads, that with Harwood, Senor LeVere, and myself, we'll total twenty-one in this shindy. Now I'll tell you what is up. Watkins gave you some of it no doubt, but a word from me will make it clearer. I'm no pirate; I'm an English sailor, shanghied on board.
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