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It was evident that Amine alone had for the time conquered his disposition; and that with her disappearance had vanished all the good will of Schriften towards her husband. For this Philip cared little; he had a much more serious weight on his heart the loss of his dear Amine; and he felt reckless and indifferent concerning anything else.
As soon as the Commandant had recovered from his fury, he ordered Schriften in, to be examined more particularly; but after every search made for him, Schriften was no where to be found. The sentry at the gate declared that he had not passed; and a new search was ordered, but in vain. Even the dungeons and galleries below were examined, but without success.
"What do you want?" at last screamed the captain. "Yes what do you want?" continued Schriften. "He! he!" "What, you here, pilot?" observed the man; "well I thought you had gone to Davy's locker, long enough ago." "He! he!" replied Schriften, turning away.
"This, then, is the separation and the cruel death to her which that wretch Schriften prophesied to us," thought Philip; "cruel indeed to waste away to a skeleton, under a burning sun, without one drop of water left to cool her parched tongue; at the mercy of the winds and waves; drifting about alone all alone separated from her husband, in whose arms she would have died without regret; maddened with suspense and with the thoughts of what I may be suffering, or what may have been my fate.
A confused noise was heard among the seamen who were collected together, and looking in the direction of the vessel's quarter, "A ship! No Yes, it is!" was repeated more than once. "They think they see a ship," said Schriften, coming on the poop. "He! he!" "Where?" "There in the gloom!" said the pilot, pointing to the darkest quarter in the horizon, for the sun had set.
"Philip Vanderdecken," said Schriften, "he! he! I've a letter for you it is from the Company." Philip took the letter, but, previous to opening it, he fixed his eyes upon Schriften. "I thought," said he, "that you were drowned when the ship was wrecked in False Bay. How did you escape?" "How did I escape?" replied Schriften. "Allow me to ask how did you escape?"
He had hardly made this answer, when Philip with Amine came out of the cabin, and walked up to where the seamen were crowded round the man; the seamen retreated so as to make an opening, when Philip and Amine, to their astonishment and horror, recognised their old acquaintance, the one-eyed pilot Schriften. "He! he!
"Stop," replied Philip; answer me one question. "Do you sail in the same vessel with me this time?" "I'd rather be excused," replied Schriften; "I am not looking for the Phantom Ship, Mynheer Vanderdecken;" and, with this reply, the little man turned round and went away at a rapid pace.
Our king will be pleased to receive any Hollanders, especially as you are enemies to the Portuguese dogs. I forgot to tell you that we have one of your companions with us in the boat; we picked him up at sea much exhausted, but he is now doing well." "Who can it be?" observed Krantz; "it must be some one belonging to some other vessel." "No," replied Philip, shuddering, "it must be Schriften."
The Utrecht arrived at the Cape, watered, and proceeded on her voyage and, after two months of difficult navigation, cast anchor off Gambroon. During this time, Amine had been unceasing in her attempts to gain the good-will of Schriften. She had often conversed with him on deck, and had done him every kindness, and had overcome that fear which his near approach had generally occasioned.
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