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Five years after our six months together he sailed from Bristol as boatswain of a splendid ship for the Pacific. A fortnight after, he was spoken by a homeward-bound brig, and that was the last ever heard of honest Roland Mugford, or the ship he sailed in. I hope seas, winds, and undercurrents, however rough they may have been, left undisturbed the red bandanna and the short black pipe.
The sun looks ugly, too. That murky red face foretells a row of some kind." "I hope that we shall get the Youth safe at her moorings before night comes, or a storm either shall we not?" asked Harry. "We'll hope so," answered Captain Mugford, who pulled out his pipe and filled it hard, continuing, "Who'll hand me out a light from the cuddy?"
By inserting their fingers in the aperture, the boys soon raised the sash, and a few seconds later Diggory mounted the ledge and scrambled through the window "Come on," he said; "the coast's all clear." Jack Vance joined him immediately, and Mugford, not wishing to be left alone outside, was not long in making up his mind to follow his companions.
"You fellows needn't have anything to do with it; I'll go and tell Dr. Denson myself." "No; I'll come too," said Jack. "So'll I," added Mugford; and off they started.
We took up our studies, and Mr Clare sat by, ready to answer questions or give explanations. When not busied with us he smoked and chatted with Captain Mugford, or read the papers and magazines. Ugly had his place on a mat where he could hear and see all that was going on.
But it is all wrong," he added; "it is not discipline." "I am quite sure that it will be all right," said Lady Eleanor with great decision. Colonel George shook his head smiling; but he and old Lord Fitzdenys wrote, as he had promised; and it may as well be said that they obtained pardon for Henry Mugford the deserter.
Those events of Christmas Day broke up the lumber-camp. John Bar was not dangerously wounded, and when we were able to carry him on a sled to the nearest settlement he quickly recovered. "And now, boys, you have had your stories, so let's off to bed. Captain Mugford, Ugly has gone to sleep over mine. He prefers sea narratives."
"You see," said Diggory, as he brought his story to a close, "the thing was this: he wasn't quite sure whether I knew anything or not, but he said that to frighten me in case I did." "I don't see that we can do anything," began Mugford uneasily. "You say they aren't going to kick up any other row just yet, and it would be an awful thing if Noaks found it out, and sent my knife to the police."
Something, indeed, had happened to mar their happiness, and the cause of their depression was as follows: Soon after breakfast, when the contents of the post-bag had been distributed as usual, Mugford accosted his two chums, who were strolling up and down the quadrangle. A look of abject misery was on his face, and in his hand he held an open letter. "Hullo!" cried Jack Vance; "what's up?
He turned out two or three more small articles and laid them on the form. "Are there any of these things you particularly wish to keep?" asked Diggory; "because, if so, Vance and I'll bid for them, and then you can buy them back from us again when you've got some more money." "That's awfully kind of you," answered Mugford, brightening up.
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