CHAPTER TWENTY.

We left Ada Garden virtually a prisoner on board a vessel which she

believed a Greek man-of-war. Day after day the voyage continued without

the anchor being dropped. Sometimes the vessel was steered in one

direction, sometimes in another; but, as she judged by the appearance of

the sun, as it was seen from the cabin windows at sunset, they were

verging towards the east and north. Fortunately the weather continued

fine, and they were able to have the ports open the whole of the day,

which in a slight degree made her amends for being deprived of the free

air of the deck. Generally, also, the wind was fair, when it came in

cool and refreshing through the ports; but some days it blew more ahead,

and then Ada could feel the vessel heel over as the canvas felt its

force; and, at times, she judged that they were beating along some

coast, or through a narrow passage, as the continuation of the same land

was seen on every alternate tack.

Signor Paolo had visited the cabin every day; but he was silent and

reserved as at first, and she failed to obtain any information from

him--though, latterly, she thought he appeared as if he would have

spoken more; but, each time he was about to do so, fear seemed to make

him hesitate, and he said nothing.

Her health, under his judicious treatment, had gradually improved till

she had recovered as much of her accustomed strength as she could expect

to do, without the benefit of more air and exercise than she could enjoy

in the cabin. But her spirits remained much depressed at the

uncertainty of her own future fate, of that of her uncle, and with the

thoughts of the anguish she knew Fleetwood would endure at her loss.

"Could I but let him know," she thought, "that I am alive, and am

suffering no great inconvenience, oh, how it would relieve my heart!"

She little thought that at that very time her lover was scouring the

seas on board his ship in search of her.

At last the vessel was once more before the wind, slowly gliding through

the water. There seemed to her more bustle and animation than usual on

deck. The faint sound of a gun came off from the shore--it was answered

by a loud report from on board, accompanied by a wild cheer from those

on deck; and, a short time afterwards she felt that the anchor was let

go; strange voices were heard alongside--and looking out of the

stern-ports, high cliffs arose before her eyes. She and Marianna

continued gazing out of their prison at the strange scent before them,

and at the number of boats filled with uncouth, savage-looking beings

pulling in boats round the ship. Among others, one appeared to leave

the vessel and take a direct course towards the shore.

"Oh! signora, look there--look there!" cried Marianna. "There is Signor

Paolo going to leave us."

Ada did look, but her eye scarcely rested on Paolo, for it caught sight

of one who sat next to him in the boat. She grasped her attendant's arm

as she whispered, "My worst fears are realised. There goes the pirate

Zappa, and we are his prisoners."

"Oh! don't say such a thing, signora," cried Marianna, trembling; "I

shall die of fright. Yet, surely he could not have had any command on

board such a quiet, well-ordered vessel as this has been?"

"I fear that I am not mistaken in his identity--and his appearance

explains everything," said Ada. "What can he intend now by leaving the

vessel? Try the doors and see if we are still prisoners in the cabin."

Marianna found the door closed as before, and she and her mistress sat

down more alarmed than they had been hitherto; Ada feeling that her last

hope of escape had vanished.

They remained thus for some time, till they were startled by the abrupt

entrance of Paolo into the cabin. He apologised, on seeing Ada's look

of surprise.

"Pardon me, signora; I have been sent by the captain of the ship to

express his regret that your apartments on shore are not arranged, and

to regret that you will have to remain some time longer on board."

"Excuses are superfluous, when no choice is allowed me but to obey,"

returned Ada, with more haughtiness in her manner than usual; for,

having seen Paolo in company with the pirate, she could no longer regard

him in the same light she had before done.

The young man seemed at once to observe and feel the change.

"I deeply regret, signora, that you should have cause to complain," he

exclaimed, in a voice in which sorrow mingled with passion; "but, oh!

believe me, that I am not more free than you, and act under the orders

of one who has the power to compel were I to prove disobedient."

"I believe you," said Ada; "and now tell me, who is this person who

ventures to hold me a prisoner?"

"You will know too soon, lady, but my lips must not inform you,"

returned Paolo. "However, if it can afford you any satisfaction to know

it, be assured that I will watch carefully over you, and that my

directions are, not to quit the vessel except to accompany you on

shore."

"It must be a satisfaction to those in distress to know that they have a

friend who interests himself in their welfare," replied Ada, in a

softened tone, as Paolo, with an inclination of his head, withdrew.

For two whole days did Ada Garden and her attendant remain inmates of

the vessel. On the third Paolo made his appearance to announce that

accommodation was prepared for them on shore, and that a boat was

waiting alongside the vessel to convey them there. For the first time

Ada stepped on the deck of the vessel, and, after having been shut up so

long below, the full, bright glare of the sun almost dazzled her eyes,

and prevented her seeing objects clearly. As she recovered her sight,

she observed that the vessel, on board which she had spent so long a

time, was a brig, that she was in beautiful order, and had eight guns

run out on either side. A few seamen in Greek costume were employed in

the fore part of the vessel in repairing the rigging, but none of them

took the slightest notice of her, as Paolo handed her to the gangway,

followed by Marianna. At his summons two men came aft, and brought up

her boxes from below, which were lowered into the boat alongside, into

which he then assisted her and her attendant. He then gave the signal

to shove off, and a few strokes of the oars carried the boat to the

shore. Ada looked round her with surprise at the wild beauty and

perfect tranquillity of the scene. In the centre of the bay lay the

brig at anchor, her hull and tall masts, and the tracery of her spars

and rigging reflected in the calm clear water. Her sails were closely

furled, and no one appeared above the bulwarks to show that she was

tenanted by human beings. The two misticoes lay inside of her, without

sign of any one being on board them, and the boats belonging to the cove

were drawn up on the beach, but the fishermen had deserted their nets,

and not a person appeared in any direction. She gazed up at the lofty

cliffs, and at the picturesque ravine towards which Paolo pointed, as

they landed, to indicate their path, at the same time expressing his

regret that there were no means of conveying her up it except by a

litter borne by men.

The perfect calmness of the whole scene, its unusual beauty, and the

freshness of the air served to reassure her, and she began to experience

an elasticity of spirits she had not for a long time felt. Paolo led

her up the path I have before described, to the platform on the summit

of the cliffs on which the ruined castle stood.

"This is a wild spot, lady, but not wanting in beauty; and the tower you

see before you is to be your abode while you remain on the island," said

Paolo, pointing to a tower which was nearer the causeway, and had not so

extensive a view as the one I have described, but yet it overlooked the

sea, and more of the interior of the island. Paolo knocked at a door at

the base, and it was opened by the young Greek girl Mila, who saluted

the strangers with a smile of welcome, and then led them away up a

flight of steps to an upper story, where, throwing open another door,

she ushered them into a chamber, at the appearance of which Ada could

not help uttering an exclamation of surprise; and Marianna, who had

completely lost all her fears in company with Signor Paolo, clapped her

hands with delight. The time had, indeed, been well employed, which

had, since their arrival, converted that ruined tower into so

magnificent an abode.

The pirate must have ransacked all his stores of silks and satins to fit

up the room.

"The roof has probably been formed some time, but all else has been

accomplished during the last three days," said Paolo, as they entered.

"That was the reason, lady, of your not landing before."

The style was very similar to that of the other tower; but the hangings

were, perhaps, richer, and the carpets more valuable; attention had been

paid to what might be supposed English taste. There were a greater

number of tables and chairs, and there was even a book-case fastened

against the wall, though the books it contained were few, and not of a

very select description.

There were two guitars and a music-book on one of the tables, and the

walls were adorned with pictures, and a magnificent silver lamp hung

from the centre; and, indeed, everything had been done to give the room

a cheerful and habitable appearance. On either side were curtains

across a corner of the room; and, on drawing them, Ada perceived that

there were couches arranged, and furnished with the finest linen,

showing that the chamber was intended for their exclusive residence,

perhaps also, their prison. Mila busied herself in showing the

arrangements of the room, and Paolo explained that she was anxious to

serve the stranger in the best way she could. Ada intimated that she

could not but be satisfied with the care taken for her comfort, and

Paolo, suspecting that she would prefer being left alone, called Mila,

and took his departure.

Paolo had been gone some time, when a knock at the door was heard, and

Marianna ran to open it. As she did so, she started back with a cry of

surprise, for there stood before her the pirate Zappa.

Ada rose as she saw him, for she felt that, from the first, it would be

necessary to assume a dignity and fearlessness of manner, in order to

gain any influence over him.

"The Prince Argiri Caramitzo, I believe I have the honour of seeing,"

she said, bowing.

"The same, signora, who has the happiness of welcoming you to Greece,

and has had that of rescuing you from a great danger," replied Zappa, in

his most courteous tone, advancing a step only into the chamber. "He

now comes to express a hope that you are satisfied with the arrangements

made for you, and will be contented to remain an inhabitant of this

island till communications can be opened with your friends, in order to

restore you to them."

"I need not tell you, prince, that I am most anxious to communicate with

my friends, and must beg you to tell me by what means I can do so," said

Ada.

"The opportunity will, doubtless, soon occur," replied the pirate.

"But, in the mean time, I have to assure you that I have taken measures

to let your friends know of your safety--though, for reasons which I may

hereafter explain to you, not the place of your abode."

"I understand you, signor; and I beg now to thank you for the courtesy

and delicacy with which you have treated me," said Ada. "And I will ask

you as a farther favour, to tell me what has become of the relative who

left Malta with me. Is he still living?"

As she spoke her voice trembled, and a tear started in her eye.

"Indeed, lady, I would gladly answer your question if I could. I know

nothing of your relative," replied Zappa. "But I am wearying you with

my presence. I came but to ascertain that you were satisfied with such

humble accommodation as I could afford you, and will no longer intrude

myself on your presence. Lady, farewell; and should any suspicions

enter your mind about me, I entreat you to banish them; and to believe

that, however much appearances are against me, I am not guilty."

It would be difficult to describe the tone with which those words were

uttered, or the polished bow Zappa gave as he quitted the room, fully

believing that he had made a great stride in winning over the feelings

of his prisoner, to look on him with regard.

A whole day passed away without the appearance of Paolo, or any person

except little Mila. The young Greek girl was her only attendant,

besides Marianna; but as she could not make herself understood, she

seldom remained long together in the room. Had she even not felt

herself a prisoner, the day would have passed wearily away with so few

means of amusing herself at her disposal. She examined the books which

had been placed on the shelves: they were mostly Italian, though she

recognised a few as having been on board the _Zodiac_. In vain,

however, she tried to give her attention to them, for whenever she did

so her thoughts wandered away till they were lost in the painful

reflection which her position naturally suggested. Among her luggage

were the means of employing herself in such fancy-work as was the

fashion in those days, but she soon threw it down in despair, as rather

increasing than relieving her anxiety.

Such was not the case with Marianna, who quickly recovered her spirits,

and plied her needle with her usual diligence, and laughed and sang, as

if nothing out of the way had occurred. One of her great sources of

pleasure was, in the intervals of her work, to look through a telescope

which Paolo had placed in the room; it was on a brass stand, and had

been, probably, among the cargo of some vessel plundered by Zappa or his

associates. The view, as I have said, from the window, extended over a

wide range of sea, along the greater part of the east side of the island

and into the interior; and a glimpse could just be caught of the mouth

of the harbour, though the vessels lying there were not visible. It was

in the afternoon of the second day after their arrival that Marianna was

amusing herself with looking through the glass, when she uttered an

exclamation of delight.

"Oh, signora, signora--do come, and look!" she cried. "There is a

vessel coming to the island; for I see her white sails just rising out

of the water. She is coming to take us home--I know she is."

Ada flew to the telescope--her heart beating with agitation at the very

mention of release, though her hopes were not so sanguine as those of

her damsel. She looked earnestly for some time at the sail which

Marianna had observed; but, as she withdrew her eye from the tube, she

shook her head with a look of disappointment.

"The sail looks very small," she said. "So I fear, Marianna, it cannot

be a ship of war, and no other can afford us assistance."

"Oh, but it is yet a long way off, signora," urged the Maltese girl.

"When it comes nearer it will appear much bigger, as I have often

observed from the windows of your uncle's house in Valetta a little sail

no bigger than a pocket-handkerchief, which has grown larger, and

larger, and larger, till it has become a mighty ship with a hundred

great guns looking out of her sides. Who knows but what this may turn

out a big ship sent out by the King of England, with Signor Fleetwood as

captain, to look after you? My heart tells me that she is a friend."

Ada smiled mournfully at her young attendant's over sanguine

prognostications, in which she could so little participate.

"I fear you are wrong in this case, my good Marianna," she answered.

"You observe that the vessel we see is small, but we can already

distinguish three distinct sails, and soon the hull itself will rise out

of the water, and then we shall be better able to judge of its proper

dimensions. I can already see her without the glass. Tell me if the

bulwarks are not in sight."

"Yes, signora, I can distinguish the dark mark of the body of the

vessel, and she seems to come on quickly towards us," answered the

Maltese girl, who was bending down upon a table drawn towards the

window, with her eye to the glass.

The vessel they were looking at was rather to the west of the island,

towards which she was standing close-hauled beating up against an

easterly wind, bound probably up the Dardanelles. The sea was calm, and

glittering in the sunbeams, which gave it the appearance of a plain of

molten silver sprinkled with diamonds--for to nothing else can I compare

its dazzling lustre. The breeze had been uncertain all the morning, now

so light as not to disturb the mirror-like surface of the sea, now

freshening up again so as to send the vessel along rapidly through the

water. It had, however, lately, in shore, given signs of dying away

altogether. The stranger stood on till she fetched up, almost looking

into the mouth of the concealed cove, either totally unconscious of the

danger of her proceeding, or indifferent to the consequences.

The latter could scarcely be the case; for, as Ada again looked at her

through the telescope, she observed that she was a vessel apparently of

little more than a hundred-and-twenty or thirty tons burden. Her rig

was that of a brigantine--the foremast having the top and spars of a

brig, the mainmast carrying fore-and-aft sails like a schooner. When

she had stood in within a quarter of a mile of the shore she tacked,

either fearing to get becalmed should she approach nearer, or being,

uncertain of the depth of water. If it was to avoid the former

inconvenience, it was too late, for, scarcely had she gone about than

her sails flapped idly against the masts, and she lay unable to make any

way at all.

Ada was now convinced that she was a stranger--a merchantman, probably,

as she judged by the cut of the sails, the short yards, and the few men

who appeared on her decks. She had two guns, it is true, but they were

of little weight of metal, and could have been of slight use in

repelling a really determined attack.

Ada trembled for her fate, when she recollected her suspicions of the

lawless character of the inhabitants of the island. As she was watching

the persons on the deck of the vessel, she saw that there was suddenly

some confusion among them; several persons hurried from below, and some

appeared to be surveying the mouth of the harbour with their telescopes.

The cause was soon apparent, for as she looked in that direction, a

long low dark object was seen to steal out from behind the rocks, like a

snake from the grass, and dart towards them.

It was one of the misticoes, with her yards and sails stowed along the

deck, and impelled by twenty long oars, pulled by twice that number of

men, while as many more stood in the after part, and at the bows, with

their matchlocks in their hands ready for use. In the bow, also, was a

long brass gun on a swivel, pointed towards the doomed vessel.

The stranger was, however, manned by no cowardly hearts. As soon as

they saw the nature of their enemy, they cast loose their two guns,

loaded them, and ran them both out on the port side, which was the one

then bearing on the shore. They knew that escape was impossible, and

that they had little hope of mercy, so they lost no time in firing, on

the chance of striking the enemy between wind and water, and compelling

him to return. Unhappily, neither shot told with much useful effect.

One struck the water just ahead of her, the other hit her gunnel and

killed two of the people, which only exasperated the others, and made

them pull the harder to get on board before receiving any other similar

visitors.

"Oh! Jesu Maria," exclaimed Marianna, hiding her eyes in her hands.

"What can be the reason that the vessel there should fire at the boat?"

"I am afraid we shall be witnesses of a dreadful scene," said Ada; "and

yet I cannot withdraw my eyes from it. Oh! what will become of the poor

people on board the vessel if those wretches in the mistico get near

her? See! they are my countrymen, too, for there flies the red ensign

of England."

The ensign had been hoisted as the brigantine fired; but while watching

the Greek vessel she had not observed it. The English, undaunted, set

up a loud cheer, as they again run out their guns; but the pirates,

taught by experience, pulled round under her stern, where her guns could

not reach them, and let fly their own long pieces at them. As they were

much lower than she was, the shot injured no one on deck; but flew

through the fore-topsail. They did not again attempt to fire; but

trusting to their vast superiority of numbers, they dashed boldly

alongside, with the object of carrying her by boarding. The English had

time to get one of their guns over to the starboard side, on which the

mistico boarded them, and to fire directly down into her, before the

pirates were able to leap up their side.

It was too late, however, to save them. The Greeks swarmed over the

bows and quarters, and up the side, their swords in their teeth, and

though the English seamen fought in a manner worthy of their name, Ada

saw, with anguish, that they were quickly cut down or overpowered,

pressed upon by overwhelming numbers, and in three minutes the islanders

had full possession of the vessel. It made her heart sick as she beheld

the catastrophe, which she had hoped against probability, might have

been averted. Intensely interested as she was to learn the fate of her

countrymen, her agitation prevented her from seeing more, and obliged

her to withdraw her eyes from the painful sight. Marianna, however,

took her place at the telescope.

"Oh, signora!" she exclaimed, "the saints protect us! But those cruel

wretches are throwing the bodies of the poor English they have murdered

overboard, before even their hearts can have ceased to throb. Wicked

villains! I hope they won't treat the living in the same way."

"I'm afraid none remained alive," said Ada, shuddering. "But what are

they doing now?"

"They seem engaged in making their own vessel fast to the other, to

prevent her from sinking, I suppose. I wish they may both go down to

the bottom together. It would serve the wretches right."

"God will punish them in His own good time, or the power of civilised

nations will be exerted to perform His will," replied Ada. "Our

religion teaches us, remember, not to wish evil even to our worst

enemies. But, ah, there comes out the other mistico to the assistance

of their friends."

In a short time the last-named vessel had reached the brigantine, and as

soon as she was lashed alongside, all hands were busily engaged in

transferring the cargo to their own craft, for they had managed to stop

the shot-hole in the side of the one which had been engaged. The

brigantine's anchor had been dropped, and her sails clewed up; and as

soon as the two misticoes were laden, they returned to the harbour. In

another hour or so, they were again alongside the prize, and engaged in

their work of plunder. They laboured hard till they had transferred

everything of value from her hold, and they then commenced stripping her

masts of the sails and rigging; and in collecting other things from her

deck and cabin which might be useful--not forgetting her guns, and her

small store of powder and shot. By the time they had completed their

work the sun had set, and loaded with plunder they returned to port. As

they left the side of the unfortunate vessel, a shout of exultation

escaped them; and soon after, Ada perceived through the gloom a thick

smoke ascending from the hatchways, followed quickly by forked flames,

which leaped upwards, and rapidly enveloped the masts and lower,

rigging. The whole hull was rapidly in a blaze, which lighted up with a

lurid glare the two misticoes; the grim visages of their fierce crew,

their red caps, and varied-coloured costume being clearly visible at

that distance through the telescope. The fiery tinge falling also on

the rocky cliffs, and the towers and walls of the castle, and converting

the tranquil surface of the ocean into, seemingly, a sea of blood.

The brigantine burned fiercely--there must have been some inflammable

substance which had formed part of her cargo remaining in her hold.

From the two small stern-ports, which had been left open, the flames

burst forth in jets of fire, as also from every hatchway, fore and aft,

till the decks fell in, and the masts, like two pillars of fire, came

rushing down, and hissing into the water. At length the empty hull sunk

beneath the surface, and all was again dark.

"I fear, signora, we are in a complete nest of pirates," said Marianna,

breaking the silence which she had maintained after the catastrophe.

"I fear so, too," replied Ada; "but that burning vessel may prove a

beacon to light our friends to our rescue."

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