THE SPANISH TREASURE-SHIP.

Suddenly, with a distinct jerk, the downward dragging sensation ceased;

the gear with which I was entangled had broken adrift from the sinking

hull; and just as I was upon the point of being suffocated from my long

submersion I found myself once more upon the surface. Though scarcely

conscious, I still had sense enough to take a long inhalation and so

fill my lungs afresh with air; and it was well that I did so, for my

head had not been above water more than a few seconds before I was again

overwhelmed. I quite gave myself up for lost; for, as I have already

said, I was so completely enmeshed by the raffle of loose gear which had

wrapped itself about my body and limbs that I was quite powerless to

help myself. On emerging the second time, however, somebody seized me

by the hair, and in another moment I felt myself being drawn up by the

arms upon a spar.

"Blest if I don't believe this is Mr Lascelles that I've just been and

fished up," I heard Tom Collins say. "Ay, and it is too," he continued,

as he hoisted me still higher on the spar. "Lend a hand here, somebody,

to clear the young skipper; he's wrapped up in enough stuff to make a

new set of running gear for a seventy-four."

I opened my eyes, and found that I was with a number of others on the

wreck of the foremast, which, with all attached, had fortunately broken

adrift from the wreck as it foundered, and was now floating, with the

yards underneath it, just as it had originally gone over the bows.

"Is that Collins?" I asked, when I had at length recovered breath

enough to speak.

"Ay, ay, sir; it's me, safe enough, thank God!" was the answer. "Glad

to find as you're alive and hearty, sir."

"Thank you, Collins; how many do we muster here? there's such a net-work

of raffle across my face that I can scarcely see."

"Don't know exactly, sir; it's too dark to count, but we seem to muster

pretty strong, all things considered. We'll soon have you clear, sir.

Now then, Bill, you stand by to haul Mr Lascelles out of the thick of

these bights and turns whilst I holds 'em up. Now then--haul! Is that

better, sir?"

"Very much better, thank you," said I, as they dragged me out clear of

the thickest of the raffia. "If you are seated firmly enough for me to

put my arm round your neck I think I can work myself free altogether.

That's it, capital! Now, I'm all clear."

"Is that Mr Lascelles' voice I hear?" asked somebody who was clinging

to the topmast, some twenty feet away.

"It is," said I; "who are you?"

"I'm Tompion, sir," was the reply. "Very glad to find you among us, Mr

Lascelles. I was afraid you were among the missing at first."

"No, I am here, all right," said I, "and sound, I think, with the

exception of a few bruises. Are there any other officers among us?"

"I'm here," replied Pottle.

"And I," said Woodford.

"And I," added Marchmont, the younger of the two midshipmen.

"Well done!" thought I, "this is better than I dared hope." I invited

the speakers to join me in my comparatively sheltered position in the

crosstrees; and when they had done so an effort was made to ascertain

the extent of our loss. This, after a great deal of difficulty, we

found consisted of the surgeon, the boatswain, the senior mid, and fifty

men, leaving thirty-two clinging to the foremast. This was a very heavy

loss; and I felt it so bitterly that for the first half-hour after it

was ascertained I almost regretted my own preservation. This feeling,

however, was nothing short of impious ingratitude, and so, on

reflection, I recognised it to be; with an unspoken prayer, therefore,

for pardon to that great Being who had so mercifully preserved me, I

strove to divert my thoughts from the melancholy reflections which

assailed me, by an endeavour to devise some means for our continued

preservation. After a long consultation with Woodford respecting our

probable position, it was agreed between us that, as soon as the weather

moderated and the sea went down sufficiently, an endeavour should be

made to construct some sort of a raft out of the wreckage which was then

supporting us, and on it to make our way, if possible, to the southward,

hoping to be fallen in with and picked up by the _Dido_; failing which

we would try to reach the mainland, and either seize a small vessel or

give ourselves up to the Spaniards, according as circumstances turned

out.

We had just come to the above-mentioned conclusion when Collins

remarked, hopefully:

"The gale seems to have broken, sir; it is certainly not blowing so

hard; and the seas don't seem to be breaking quite so heavily; and--

look, sir--look, lads, the sky is breaking away overhead; I can see a

star. Ah! it's gone again--but there's another. Hurrah, my hearties!

keep up your spirits and hold on to the spar like grim death; we'll

weather upon old Davy yet, this bout."

It was quite true; the sky was rapidly clearing, and half an hour later

it was a brilliant starlight night; the wind, too, was dropping rapidly,

and the sea no longer broke so heavily or so incessantly over us as it

had done at first. Fortunately for us the water was quite warm; we

therefore suffered no inconvenience whatever from the immersion.

At length, after what seemed to us an endless night, day broke; the

atmosphere was gloriously bright and clear, the wind had dropped to a

fine topgallant breeze, and the sea had gone down sufficiently to allow

of our commencing operations; as, therefore, we had no breakfast to get

or anything else to detain us, we started at once; and all hands were

soon busy cutting adrift the spars, knotting and splicing cordage, and

in other ways forwarding the work as actively as possible under the

circumstances. We found, however, that we had a long and, from lack of

sufficient timber, a difficult job before us; and as the morning wore on

it was made additionally so by the appearance of several ravenous sharks

close to us, which were only restrained from making an attack by an

incessant splashing maintained by all hands except the half-dozen we

could spare to get on with the work.

At length--it was getting well on in the afternoon, by the appearance of

the sun--when, in despite of all our difficulties, we were beginning to

bring our raft into something like shape, we were suddenly startled from

our work by the hoarse cry of "Sail ho!" raised by one of the men; and,

lifting our eyes from our work, we waited until we rose to the top of a

wave, when there she was, sure enough, a large ship apparently, under

topsails, approaching us from the southward and westward, and only about

five miles distant. A hearty cheer was at once raised by all hands at

this unexpected prospect of rescue; and then we went to work once more

with renewed vigour and activity to establish a means of making our

presence known, as we felt convinced that, though she was heading

straight for us, we had not yet been discovered by her.

It will be remembered that, when making preparations for the gale, we

had sent down our topgallant and royal-yards. When the project of

cutting away the masts to serve as a last retreat for the crew had been

carried out, somebody had had the forethought to get these spars

overboard and secured to the wreck of the foremast; and in subsequently

planning our raft it had been our intention to get the topgallant-yard

on end to serve as a mast, with the sail as our means of propulsion

through the water. Our plans were not carried out to such a stage of

completeness as this when the strange sail hove in sight, and all our

energies were now employed to get this part of the work done forthwith;

as I felt convinced that, lying so low in the water as we were, we might

be passed at a very short distance unobserved, unless we could raise a

spar of some sort to attract attention.

But, owing to our very limited amount of standing room, and the

aggravating way in which the water still washed over our structure, this

particular task of getting the topgallant-yard on end proved most

difficult; and we were still struggling ineffectually for success when a

loud groan of disappointment, instantly followed by a frantic hail, told

me that something was wrong; and, looking again toward the ship, now

distant only some two miles, we saw that she had altered her course a

couple of points, by which proceeding she would pass to the southward of

us without approaching any nearer.

For a minute or two something very like a panic took possession of all

hands, and everybody began to shout and gesticulate to the utmost of his

ability without reference to the efforts of the rest. At length,

however, Woodford and I managed between us to secure silence; upon which

we directed that, whilst as many as could do so should stand up and wave

jackets, shirts, or any other article most handy, the whole should at a

given signal unite in a simultaneous hail. This we did, waiting each

time until we rose to the crest of a sea; but it soon became evident

that our voices were not powerful enough to reach the ship--I never

expected that they would be--for she swept on unheeding, and was very

soon to the eastward of us, increasing her distance every minute.

This most disheartening state of affairs continued until she had run

about three miles to leeward of us, when we suddenly saw her round to

and back her main-yard. I ought to mention, by the bye, that we had ere

this discovered her to be a full-rigged ship--and not the _Dido_, as

some had at first declared her to be--with her mizzen-topmast and fore

and main-topgallant-masts gone, showing that she too must have

encountered the hurricane which had proved so disastrous to us. She was

evidently a foreigner; many of us pronounced her to be a Spaniard; and I

thought that, if so, it was more than probable she was the identical

vessel we had been sent out to look for.

"Hurrah!" shouted Tompion, as the stranger rounded to, "she sees us, my

hearties; and--look, if my eyes don't deceive me, there goes one of her

quarter-boats down into the water. Now, ain't that just like a lubberly

Spaniard, to lie there with his main-topsail to the mast and give his

boat's crew a three-miles pull to windward when he might just as well

make a couple of short boards and heave to within a cable's length of

us?"

By this time I had scrambled to my feet, and was with half a dozen

others watching with mingled curiosity and apprehension the movements of

the stranger, which were certainly not such as I should have expected

her to make had her object in heaving to been _our_ rescue. A boat had

certainly been lowered, but we had not as yet caught a glimpse of it,

from the exasperating circumstance that whenever we rose upon a sea the

boat happened to be sunk in a hollow. At length, however, we got a

moment's view of her, and not only of her but also of something else

which looked remarkably like another raft or a piece of wreckage, and it

was toward this that the boat was steering and _not_ toward us.

"By heaven!" I exclaimed, "they have _not_ seen us after all; they are

not coming here, and unless we can make them hear us within the next ten

minutes our chance will be lost. It is a piece of wreckage--possibly

part of the poor old _Dolphin_--that they have stopped to examine. We

must shout, lads, and with a will, the ship is to leeward of us and

_may_ catch the sound. Now then, when we rise stand by--one, two,

three, _Ship ahoy_!"

We shouted as we had probably never shouted before, not once but at

least fifty times; we shouted ourselves hoarse, and at last had the

vexation to see the boat being again hoisted up. We now fully expected

to see the ship immediately bear up on her course, but she did not; her

topsail remained aback for nearly ten minutes longer, during which we

continued to shout and wave for our very lives. At length, however, the

ponderous main-yard swung, the square canvas was braced sharp up, and

the ship gathered way. A breathless half minute passed, during which

every eye among us was unwaveringly fixed upon the distant ship, except

when she vanished behind a wave-crest, and then a joyous shout went up.

"_Now_ she sees us! she is standing this way, hurrah! hurrah!" And in

the midst of it all the boom of a gun came sullenly up against the wind

from the stranger, as an assurance of help and rescue.

Oh, how anxiously we watched the noble fabric as she ponderously

ploughed her way obliquely toward us over the liquid ridges, now

plunging to her hawse-holes and rolling heavily to leeward as she dived

into the trough, and anon raising her dripping bows, richly carved and

gilt, high in air as she slowly climbed to the surge's crest! Her

motion was slow and stately, for the wind had dropped very considerably,

whilst, owing to the loss of her upper spars, she was under short

canvas, and her approach consequently seemed to us most tediously slow.

At length, however, she arrived within a biscuit-throw of us, backed her

main-topsail again, and once more lowered a boat, which a dozen oar-

strokes sufficed to bring alongside our raft. The bowman laid in his

oar and hove us a rope, and as he did so the officer in charge of the

boat--a young man in the undress uniform of a Spanish naval lieutenant--

rose to his feet in the stern-sheets and, raising his hat to the little

cluster of uniforms he saw among us, said in Spanish:

"Are you a portion of the crew of the _Dolphin_, British cruiser, which

foundered last night?"

"We are," I answered, very much surprised at the question, and wondering

how in the world he came to know anything about the _Dolphin_ and her

having foundered.

"Then," said he, "you will be gratified to learn that we have already

picked up twenty-six of your company which we discovered about three

miles to leeward, floating on a portion of the ship's deck; and it was

in consequence of the representations made to my captain by one of your

officers picked up by us that an examination of the sea was made from

our mastheads, resulting in your discovery. But I will not waste time

by entering into further explanations at present; have I the honour of

addressing the captain of the _Dolphin_?"

"I was her commanding officer," I replied; "and I thank you greatly for

the pleasing intelligence you have so promptly afforded us. How many of

us can you take at once?"

"I am afraid we dare not venture alongside with more than twelve in

addition to the boat's crew; the swell is still very heavy. Will you

have the goodness to tell off that number for our first trip?"

I called out the names of the men, one by one, as the boat was brought

cautiously alongside the raft, and in a few minutes her complement was

complete.

"Adieu, Senor Lascelles," said the young officer, raising his hat again

as he shoved off; "we will not leave you in your present uncomfortable

position one moment longer than is absolutely necessary."

I mechanically returned the salute, again wondering where he had picked

up my name, until it occurred to me that he must have heard it mentioned

by some of the party taken off the floating deck. The news that our

loss was not as heavy by twenty-six as I had supposed it to be was

intensely gratifying, and my spirits rose under its influence to a pitch

of almost extravagant hilarity. Twenty-eight poor fellows still

remained unaccounted for, and they had undoubtedly gone down with the

schooner; but the loss was, after all comparatively trifling, taking

into consideration the suddenness and completeness of the disaster, and

I was inexpressibly thankful that matters had turned out to be no worse.

The boat was soon alongside again for a second moiety of my companions

in misfortune, and a third trip sufficed to clear the raft of its living

occupants, I, of course, as in duty bound, being the last to leave the

clumsy structure which had served us in such good stead.

As I sat beside the young lieutenant in the stern-sheets of the boat

during our journey to the ship--which occupied about a quarter of an

hour, she having drifted considerably to leeward during the process of

transhipment--he asked a few questions which elicited from me the

leading particulars of our mishap; and having learned these he informed

me that his ship, the _Santa Catalina_, had sailed four days previously

from Cartagena for Cadiz, that she, like ourselves, had been caught in

the hurricane, from which, however, she had escaped with only the damage

to her spars already referred to. As we approached the ship's side near

enough to discern the crowd of curious faces peering at us over the

lofty bulwarks, my new friend remarked with a peculiar smile:

"You will find among our passengers two former acquaintances of your

own, unless I am greatly mistaken."

We were alongside before I had time to ask him the names of these two

former acquaintances, and in another moment, accepting the precedence

which the courteous young Spaniard, with a graceful wave of the hand

accorded me, I found myself on the side ladder of the _Santa Catalina_.

As I stepped in through the entering port a small, withered-up, sun-

dried, yellow-complexioned man in full captain's uniform met me, and,

introducing himself somewhat pompously as Don Felix Calderon, the

captain of the _Santa Catalina_, bade me, and through me my companions,

welcome on board his ship, congratulating us upon our speedy rescue, and

expressing the gratification he felt at being the means of saving so

many gallant _enemies_ from a possible watery grave. I made my

acknowledgments as gracefully as I could under the circumstances, and

was about to proceed with an inquiry relative to those previously picked

up off the floating deck when the ring of people who had gathered round

us during our somewhat ceremonious exchange of compliments was abruptly

broken through by a female figure, and in another instant my neck was

encircled by a pair of lovely arms, a beautiful head was laid lovingly

upon my breast, and the clear silvery notes of Dona Inez de Guzman's

voice sobbed out:

"Oh, Leo, Leo, my darling! what joy is this to meet you so unexpectedly,

when I feared that fate had separated us for ever!"

I was about to reply when, to my horror I must confess, my eye

encountered that of Don Luis, Inez's father, as he stepped forward and

laid his hand somewhat sternly on his daughter's shoulder.

"There, Inez," said he, "that will do. You are doubtless overjoyed to

again meet a friend who possesses so large a share of our regard; but do

not allow your enthusiasm to carry you too far. Senor Lascelles is

suffering from the effects of a long immersion in the sea; he is

doubtless both hungry and thirsty; and he is also undoubtedly anxious to

make arrangements with Don Felix as to the disposal of his men. Come,

my dear girl, let us return to the cabin for the present; when our young

friend has refreshed himself and is at liberty we shall both be glad of

an opportunity to renew our acquaintance and to have a little

conversation with him. Senor," he continued, turning to me and offering

his hand with a stately and somewhat distant bow, "accept my

felicitations upon your most fortunate escape."

My beautiful Inez upon this released me and retired, somewhat abashed,

with her father; but as she went she managed to throw back a parting

glance from her brimming eyes which assured me that my hold upon her

affections was still as firm as it had ever been.

This most unexpected meeting with Inez and her father, with the

restraint and coolness of the latter's manner to me, coming as it did

close upon the heels of several hours of exposure and, what was worse,

extreme excitement and anxiety of mind, rather pushed me off my balance,

and for a moment or two after my lady-love vanished into the cabin I

scarcely knew where I was. Don Felix saw this, and coming forward

placed his hand under my arm and very kindly invited me to accompany him

to his private cabin, delicately suggesting that I appeared to be much

exhausted, and that a glass of wine would do me good. Like most

youngsters, however, I was too proud to yield to the weakness which had

momentarily overpowered me, so, rallying with an effort, I murmured that

it was a mere nothing, and turned the subject by asking his permission

to muster my men in the waist that I might ascertain exactly who were

the missing ones. The permission was at once accorded, and I then

discovered that, of the entire crew of the _Dolphin_, the surgeon, Boyne

the senior mid, and twenty-six men still remained unaccounted for.

The question now arose: In what light would Don Felix regard us, and how

dispose of us? I thought it desirable that this question should be

settled at once; and I was about to submit it to the Spanish captain

before dismissing the men, when the individual most concerned

forestalled me by calling me aside to the quarter-deck, where he and

several of his officers had been in apparently anxious consultation

whilst I had been mustering the remnant of the schooner's crew. He

informed me, upon my joining him, that, pleased as he was to have been

the means of rescuing us, his duty to his government left him no

alternative but to regard us as prisoners of war; and, whilst he should

be pleased to receive my parole and that of the other officers, he

feared he would be compelled to put the seamen in close confinement

below--unless I would undertake on their behalf that no attempt should

be made by them to capture or otherwise interfere with the _Santa

Catalina_ and her crew, in which case the confinement should be merely

nominal.

I could scarcely refrain from smiling at the suggestion thus thrown out,

for the Spaniards mustered twice as strong as we did; and they were

moreover armed, which we were not. But, preserving my gravity, I

unhesitatingly replied that gratitude alone for the important service

rendered us would have sufficed to prevent any such attempt as that

hinted at, and that I therefore cheerfully entered upon the required

undertaking.

This matter satisfactorily settled, I retired below with the young

officer who had had charge of the boat which effected our removal from

the raft. His name, he informed me, was Silvio Hermoso Villacampa y

Albuquerque; he was second lieutenant of the ship; and being very nearly

my size and build he had very kindly proffered me the use of a suit of

his clothing with which to replace my own drenched garments. He was a

very pleasant, chatty young fellow, remarkably free and unreserved in

his manner--for a Spaniard--and whilst I was shifting my rig, and

subsequently partaking of some refreshments which had been laid out for

me upon the ward-room table, I learned from him a great deal about the

ship and her skipper, one item of my acquired information being the fact

that the _Santa Catalina_ was undoubtedly the identical vessel which I

had been despatched to look out for. I learned that Don Felix, though a

good enough man in the main, was not very greatly respected by his

officers, who found him very deficient in seamanship, and suspected him

of being also somewhat wanting in courage. He was new to the ship, it

seemed, this being his first voyage in her; and young Albuquerque more

than hinted his suspicion that Don Felix owed his command a great deal

more to influence than to merit. My meal ended, I returned to the deck,

and was then introduced in due form to each of the quarter-deck officers

in succession, more than one of whom were polite enough to compliment me

upon my Spanish.

When I had time to look about a bit I was greatly surprised to notice

that no preparations were going forward to replace the spars lost by the

ship during the hurricane; and upon my noticing it to the first

lieutenant he replied, with rather a contemptuous shrug of the

shoulders, that it was Captain Calderon's intention to put into Cumana

to refit, and also to land us Englishmen.

This was by no means pleasant news for me. I was in hopes we should

have been carried across the Atlantic, which would have afforded us at

least a chance of recapture by one of our own men-of-war; moreover Inez

and her father were on board, and though I augured ill from the studied

coolness of the latter's reception of me, I thought I should never have

a better opportunity than that afforded by an Atlantic voyage for

ingratiating myself with him and forwarding my love affairs. I thought

matters over a little, and at length hit upon a plan which I thought

might serve to render our visit to Cumana unnecessary, at least so far

as the spars were concerned. I knew that a quick passage was regarded

by the authorities as of the most vital importance, for my friend the

second lieutenant had told me so; I therefore awaited my opportunity,

and, taking advantage of a moment when Don Felix and several of his

officers were chatting with me, I suddenly changed the topic of

conversation by thanking the captain for the arrangements he had made

for the comfort of myself and my men, which I begged he would allow me

to acknowledge in the only way I then could, namely by assisting his

crew to replace the lost spars of the ship, which I assured him we could

and would do, unaided if necessary, before noon next day. He flushed up

a little, stammered something unintelligible, and finally declined the

assistance rather curtly.

I saw no more of Don Luis or his daughter until after the commencement

of the first watch that evening, when the former joined me and proposed

a little private chat on the poop.

I of course acceded to the proposal at once and followed my stately

friend to the poop, fully expecting to be severely reproached for having

presumed to entangle the affections of his daughter.

I quite looked for an exhibition of righteous anger; but in this I was

agreeably disappointed. Whatever Don Luis' feeling might have been he

remained, outwardly at least, perfectly calm, speaking throughout our

short interview in a low, sonorous, and steady voice.

"Since meeting you so unexpectedly on the quarter-deck this afternoon,"

he commenced, "I have had a private conversation with my daughter, which

has resulted in a full and complete explanation by her of the singular

scene I then witnessed, and of all that has led up to it. I will not

reproach you with anything that is past, because I feel that it is

really _I_ who am more to blame than anybody else for it. I have never

thought it necessary to provide my daughter with any staid female

companion--any duenna--to watch and control her actions; she has been

allowed to run wild about the place from her infancy, and to have her

own way in everything. I ought to have remembered this, and to have

provided against all that has happened, before I ventured to introduce

two young men beneath my roof. However, there is no very great harm

done, so far--a few love-letters, and so on, but nothing serious. Now,

young sir, I wish you to understand me clearly; I am quite willing to

forget everything that has happened--but so must you. I am fully aware

that, so long as we all remain on board the same ship, it will be quite

impossible that you and my daughter should avoid meeting more or less;

and after the scene of this afternoon on the quarter-deck I do not

choose to excite comment and curiosity by forbidding your speaking to

each other. But let me remind you that I am a parent, and that I

possess rights which no _gentleman_ will for a moment dream of

infringing or disputing; in virtue of these, therefore, I must insist

that, henceforward, you never presume to address my daughter in the

language of love. Nay, do not look so angry, my young friend; I meant

not to speak quite so harshly, but I was and am most anxious you should

understand that there must be an end to all this business."

"May I venture to ask your grounds for insisting so strongly on what

will inevitably wreck the happiness of one if not of two persons!" I

demanded, not quite as respectfully as I ought, I am afraid.

"Assuredly," answered Don Luis; "it is the difference in position--the

difference of rank--which exists between yourself and my daughter. In

every other respect I have not a fault to find. You are a fine, gallant

young fellow--your fame has reached even to La Guayra, I may tell you--I

believe you to be perfectly honourable, honest, and straightforward, and

I feel sure that you will advance rapidly in your profession; but, my

dear young friend, you are not _noble_; and you are consequently quite

ineligible--"

"Not noble--ineligible!" I interrupted. "Have you forgotten that I am

an officer of the British navy? Or is it that you are unaware of the

fact that every wearer of our uniform--"

"Is qualified by it to stand in the presence of kings?" retorted he with

a laugh. "Oh, yes, I know all this; but it does not alter facts one

iota.--There," he continued, "we will say no more about it; we quite

understand each other, I am sure; I have demanded that you will respect

certain rights of mine, and you _will_ respect them, as any other

gentleman would. Now let us talk about something else."

"One moment, Don Luis," said I, "and then, if you choose, we will drop

the subject for ever. I acknowledge your rights, and will respect them.

But--understand me, sir--I will _never_ give up the hope of winning

your daughter--with your approval--until I learn that she is wedded to

someone else. And I shall most assuredly tell her so, before I fall

back into the position of a mere ordinary acquaintance to which you wish

to relegate me."

Don Luis laughed a little, said that, after all, what I insisted upon

was perhaps only fair, and then the subject was dropped and we had a

long and quite friendly chat about other matters. I then learned that

the poor fellow was in trouble with his government, and was going home,

in something almost like disgrace, in obedience to an unexpected and

most peremptory message from Spain. He attributed the whole business to

the machinations and misrepresentations of certain enemies in La Guayra;

and complained bitterly that if he had been allowed a little more time

he could have collected an ample sufficiency of evidence to have refuted

every one of the charges against him. He explained the whole affair to

me in full detail; but as it has no direct bearing upon my story I shall

not inflict the particulars upon the reader.

Upon our separating, somewhat late, I was intercepted by a messenger

from Don Felix, who, I was informed, wished to see me in his private

cabin. I joined him at once; and found that the business was that,

after thinking matters over further, he was now prepared to accept my

offer of assistance in the replacing of his spars if I would waive his

former refusal, which he now endeavoured to explain away, and for which

he very handsomely apologised. I assured him that I should still be

very happy to be of any service I possibly could; upon which it was

agreed that the work should be commenced immediately after breakfast on

the following morning; and I then retired, quite worn out, to the

quarters allotted to me.

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