I soon saw the sort of man with whom I had to deal.

"Now, to be frank with you, Mr Noakes, I have not come all the way from

Calcutta to Macao to be put off with such an answer as you have given

me," I said, looking him full in the face. "I have determined to learn

what has become of my friends; and if I find them I shall find the brig,

or learn what has become of her; and at all events I will take care that

you are not the loser."

"I see that you are a young man of sense," he remarked, looking up at me

with one eye. "What is it you want to know about the _Emu_? But I

guess, you smoke now?"

"No, I do not touch tobacco," I answered. "But I wish to know if a Mrs

Clayton, a little girl, and servant embarked on board her."

"I'd have sold you a chest of fine cheroots, if you did," he observed.

"Yes, those people embarked on board her; and what then?"

"I wish to know who was her commander; what sort of a man he was; and

what sort of a crew he had," I replied.

"Oh, well, then, her master was one Stephen Spinks. He wasn't a bad

seaman, seeing he was raised for the shore; but he had a first-rate hand

for a mate, an old salt, who knew a trick or two, I calculate; and had a

crew of five whites--Yankees, Britishers, and Portuguese--and ten

Lascars; so the brig wasn't badly manned at all events. She sailed for

a trading voyage, to touch wherever Spinks thought he could pick up a

cargo, or do a bit of barter. There never was a better hand at that

work than Spinks."

When Mr Noakes had got thus far, it seemed to have occurred to him that

it would be but civil to ask me to sit down; and by degrees he became

more communicative than I at first expected. From the information I

gained from him, and from other merchants of whom I made inquiries, I

learned that Captain Stephen Spinks was a very respectable man in

appearance and manner; and that Mrs Clayton, having met him, was

induced to take a passage in his brig, just on the point of sailing.

There were, however, some suspicious circumstances connected with the

history of his first mate: stories were told of ships, on board which he

served, being insured to large amounts and cast away; of his captain

being found dead in his cabin; of a ship having caught fire from an

inexplicable cause, and of bags of dollars unaccountably disappearing.

"I would not have allowed the fellow to have put foot on board any ship,

in which I was interested," said Mr Randall, a merchant to whom I had a

letter. "He was bad enough to corrupt a whole crew. Who knows what

sort of fellows he had with him? Captain Spinks might have been very

respectable, though not much of a seaman, and so may be Mr Noakes,

though I know little about him, except that he can drive a hard bargain,

and likes to get things done cheap. This made him engage that

suspicious fellow, Kidd, who was ready to sail without wages--Richard

Kidd was his name--an ominous one rather; and when I saw poor Mrs

Clayton and your little sister on board, I so disliked the looks of the

crew that I was much inclined to persuade her to wait for another ship."

This account gave a fresh colouring to the matter. If Kidd was the

character described, he might probably have run away with the _Emu_ for

the sake of the dollars on board, and have carried her into a Dutch or

Spanish settlement, where he could have sold her.

This also gave a wider range to the field of my search. Had she been

captured by pirates, I should have looked for my friends in their haunts

in the Sooloo Archipelago, and on the coast of Borneo; now I should have

to search from Java, among all the islands to the east, up to Luzon, in

the north. I was resolved to leave no spot unvisited; and the

circumstance of a brig like the _Emu_ having been seen to the west of

Borneo determined me on visiting the Dutch settlement first. I have not

attempted to describe my feelings all this time. I felt that I was

engaged in a sacred duty, and I was rather calm and braced up for the

work than in any way excited. I held my object, distant though it might

be, clearly in view, and nothing could turn me away from it. I do not

think I could have persevered as I did, had I been influenced by what is

called enthusiasm or excitement.

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