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"Oh, how I shall love to see Samatau again, Captain Frewen, and oh! how wonderful it is that the Esmeralda of all ships should be the one to find me. If only Mrs. Raymond could know I was safe and on board talking to you of her!" "She will indeed be yery happy; and yet, do you know, Mrs.
Raymond, who was half mad with anxiety for you, asked the chief to provide her with a boat to return to Samatau and tell her husband of what had happened. They left after an hour's rest and almost foundered in the same squall which overtook the Lupetea. However, they reached Samatau a little before sunset.
Let ten men remain on board to guard these murderers, and the rest take to the boats and tow the ship to Samatau." The willing natives answered him with a loud "Ave!" and ten minutes later the Esmeralda was again moving through the water. An hour before daylight her cable rattled through her hawse-pipe, and she swung quietly to her anchor in Samatau Bay.
"Where are you from, sir?" "Valparaiso to Batavia," was the glib reply, as the mutineer shook hands with his visitors. "Are you living on shore there?" and he nodded towards Samatau. "Yes, this is my partner. We have a cotton plantation there. We have brought you off a boatload of fresh provisions. Perhaps you can spare us a cask of salt beef in exchange? Pork is the only meat we have on shore."
And when, under full sail, she passed down the harbour towards Sydney Heads bound for beautiful Samoa, her captain's heart swelled with pride as the crews of a score of other ships cheered, "Bravo, Esmeralda!" Under a shady wild orange-tree which grew just above high-water mark on the white beach of Samatau Bay, Marie Raymond and Mrs.
Raymond herself told him on the following afternoon, when, to his astonishment, she arrived at Samatau in a native beat. It seems that after Hutton landed them she, little Loisé, and Olivee on the reef, they were met by a party of natives who were returning from a fishing excursion. These people at once took them to the village, where, of course, they were very kindly treated. "Mrs.
Seating themselves on chairs in European fashion at one side of the table, whilst Raymond and his two companions occupied those opposite, they first made inquiry as to the wounded men and Mrs. Marston, and the planter answered their polite queries. Then after a pause Raymond began by saying Frewen. * Chief gentleman. A whale-ship. * His full title, "Malië, warrior of Samatau."
"I think I know what you mean, Captain Armitage; a lady passenger on a man-of-war would be a bit of a trial. But on Mrs. Marston's behalf I thank you sincerely." "That's all right," said the bluff commander of the Virago; "now you can get home, and in a day or so I'll come round to Samatau and take these mutineering scoundrels into custody.
"A ship! aship!" shouted Lilo, who was almost frantic with excitement, "your ship your own ship! The ship that came to Samatau!" "How know you, Lilo?" cried Mrs. Marston tremblingly. "How can you tell it is my ship? And where is it?" As soon as the boy was able to make himself heard through the clamour of his companions, he told Mrs.
Frewen was as satisfied with his officers as he was with his crew, and the exceedingly good fortune which had attended him since he had taken charge at Samatau had put him in a very pleasant frame of mind, and he was eagerly looking forward to meeting Mrs. Marston and rendering an account of his stewardship.
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