CHAPTER XXXI

"The night came out of the dusk a fine starlight to seaward, beyond the

reefs where the Indiaman lay, the high side of the island glooming back

against the deep blue glistening sky, till you didn't see how large it

might be; while the white water hung glimmering off to leeward from the

rocks. The ship's crew had kindled a fire on the long strand near the

boats, and we heard their noise getting louder and louder above the

sound of the sea plashing upon it--evidently through their making free

with liquor. Jones, being no doubt well acquainted with every part of

the ground, proposed to go over and see how things stood, and where the

passengers might be; at the same time, as Mr Rollock was more likely to

come conveniently to speech of them, both for explaining our being here

and putting them on their guard, he agreed to go too.

"One or other of them was to hurry back as quickly as possible, while

the men and myself waited in readiness for whatever might turn up. Hour

after hour passed, however, till I was quite out of patience, not to say

uneasy beyond description. All was still, save below toward the water's

edge--the seamen's voices at times mixing with the washing hum of the

surge on the sand, then rising over it in the chorus of a forecastle

song, or a sudden bit of a quarrelsome uproar; notwithstanding which

they began apparently to settle down to sleep.

"At last the planter came skirting round the hill through the trees,

quite out of breath, to say they had discovered the spot where the

ladies had no doubt been taken by their friends, as Captain Finch

himself, with one of the ship's officers, and two or three cadets, were

walking about on the watch, all of them armed. To judge by this, and the

fact of the other gentlemen being still apparently on the wreck, Finch

mistrusted his men. However, the planter thought it better not to risk a

hasty shot through him by going nearer; and, to tell the truth, I

thought it better myself to wait till daylight, when we should see if

the rest got ashore; or possibly, as I wished to Heaven were the case,

the schooner might heave in sight. 'Where is Mr Jones, though?' asked I;

on which I found he had gone over for the first time towards the well

for some water, as he told Mr Rollock. Indeed, the passengers were

settled near the thick of the wood on this side of the watering-place,

none of the Indiaman's people seeming to know as yet there was such a

thing on the island.

"We each of us held our breath, and listened to hear Jones come back. I

was just on the point of leading my party that way, when I caught the

sound of some one panting, as it were up the ridge from the shore, and

next moment saw, to my great surprise, it was the creature Jones had

such a horror of--the dog that had run wild on the island, sniffing with

his nose to the ground as if he were in chase of something; while the

straw hats and tarpaulins of half-a-dozen fellows with ship's muskets

and cutlasses followed him over the hill, not thirty paces above us.

"I signed to Jacobs to keep quiet, as they halted together, looking at

the dog; and, from what I could catch of their words, they had noticed

it ever since sundown, sitting at the foot of the hill watching what

went on, till the animal ran toward them as if they were friends, every

now and then turning and making for the heights with a bark and a

whimper, as it did at present. One of the men was Foster. 'I tell ye

what it is,' said he, 'there's some fellow on the island already, mates.

If we ketch him, why, we'll have it out of him--then down with it

quietly to the shore, and go off in the long-boat, seeing as how this

blasted fool of a skipper of ours has spoiled our pleasure!' The dog

turned again, wagged his tail, and put his nose to the ground. I thought

at first he'd bring them right upon us, when suddenly he broke off with

a yelp exactly into the track Jones had taken with Mr Rollock on leaving

us. The sailors kept away in his wake, down through the bushes into the

thick dusk of the trees; upon which the planter and I started to our

feet at once, and held cautiously after them, the five man-o'-war's-men

following at our heels, Indian file.

"Jones, however, had either heard the dog, or got an inkling of the

thing, and he had taken a long round so as to join us from behind: the

Indiaman's men keeping on for a quarter of an hour or so, when they

brought up again, seemingly doubtful whether to follow the creature or

not; and we dropped like one man into the shadow, till they made sail

once more. Soon after, the planter pointed to the trees where the

passengers were, and, on a sign from me, the whole of us edged down to

the spot, till we were standing within sight of the half-finished fire,

where the Judge's kitmagar was sitting asleep, tailor-fashion, with his

flat turban sunk to his breast. One of the cadets stood down the slope a

little, betwixt that and the beach where the crew were, leaning sleepily

on his gun, and nodding, while in the midst was a sort of shed, run up

with branches and cocoa-nut leaves, where you could see a glimpse of the

different ladies' dresses, young and old, asleep on the ground.

"The starlight fell right down into the opening, and showed the

glistening edges of the leaves, with the sea broad out beyond the cocoas

at the foot of the rising ground; so bidding Jones look out sharp, I

stepped carefully through. My eye lighted at once on Sir Charles Hyde

lying in one nook of the shelter, wrapped up in his pilot-coat--the

first time in the old gentleman's life for a good while, I daresay, that

he had passed his night on the ground, especially with such a lot of

berths taken up beside him. Still, he was sound enough at the time, to

judge by his breathing, trifle as it was to the planter's; and close by

him was his daughter, with her cloak drawn half over her head in the

shadow--her hair confused about her cheek as it pressed white into the

bundle of red bunting she had for a pillow, and one hand keeping the

cloak fast at the neck, as if she dreamt of a stiff breeze. The sight

went to my heart, and so did the notion of waking her; but I heard

sounds below on the beach, as if the rest of the crew missed their

shipmates, probably getting jealous after their booze, and not unlikely

to seek them up the island, so the more it struck me there was no time

to be lost in coming to an understanding. Accordingly, I stooped down

quietly, and touched her on the shoulder.

"Violet Hyde opened her eyes at once, and looked at me; but whether it

was the starlight showing my uniform, or her fancying it was still the

Indiaman in the Atlantic, in place of crying out, why, there was almost

a smile on her lips as she saw me from the ground. Next moment, however,

she drew her hand across her eyelids, sat up with the help of the other

arm, and gazed on me in a bewildered way, naming me at the same time

below her breath. 'Yes, Miss Hyde!' I said hastily; and a few words

served to give her a notion of the case as well as to advise her to wake

up the Judge, with the rest of the ladies, and be ready to move the

moment we came back. My first thought was to take Foster's own plan, and

secure the long-boat, if we could only get betwixt the Indiaman's crew

and the water; or even try our own, or the opposite side of the island,

and carry off the other boats to the wreck; after which we might keep

off till the schooner appeared, as she couldn't be long of doing in this

weather.

"I had just stolen back to the men and Mr Rollock, when all at once

there was a wild cry, not twenty yards off, among the brushwood. A heavy

blow and a struggle, in the midst of which three shots, one after the

other, were heard from the cadets; next minute, with oaths and curses to

the mast-head, and a crash through amongst the branches in the dark,

Foster and his shipmates came making for the opening. Something

horrible flashed through my mind as I fancied I had caught Finch's

voice, whether one way or the other I couldn't say, for I had no thought

at the time excepting for Violet. Shriek upon shriek broke from the

ladies ere I well knew I had big Harry himself by the hairy throat of

him, as he was aiming a left-handed stroke of his cutlass at the Judge,

who had sprung betwixt him and his daughter. The strength of that

ruffian was wonderful, for he flung me off and levelled Sir Charles Hyde

at the same moment, the Judge's body tripping me.

"Jones and my own men, as well as the planter, were hard at work with

the other five desperate villains, while the cadets and the second

officer of the _Seringapatam_ rushed in from the trees--all of it

passing in half-a-minute. As I started to my feet, Foster had lifted

Violet Hyde in his arms, and was dashing through the darkest of the wood

with her toward the hollow, when, just as I was hard upon him, doubly to

my horror, above all the screams of the ladies I could hear the wild

drunken shouts of the crew below coming up from the beach like so many

devils. Foster had got as far as the next opening where the rubbish of

the hut was, and, no doubt catching the sound as well as myself, all at

once he dropped the young lady on the grass--in a faint as she was, and

her white dress stained with blood, as I thought from _herself_. 'Now,

ye----' shouted he, turning bolt round till her moveless figure lay

betwixt us, with a flourish of his cutlass, which I fancied was bloody

too, 'who are _you_? You'll have a dozen on ye directly, but what's meat

for the skipper's meat for the passenger, so----' 'Devil!' said I,

through my teeth, as I edged round; and Foster was in the very act of

rushing at me, whether he trod on her or not, when my voice or dress

seemed to strike him in the dusk. 'How the bloody comfort did _you_----'

said he, shrinking back for a moment; 'so much the better,' and he

sprang forward again right upon me, with a swinging boarder's blow at my

head, which flashed off my blade with a force enough to have shivered

it, had it not been a first-rate old cut-and-thrust I had tried pretty

stiffly before. If I hadn't been in such a fury of rage and a hurry at

once, 'twould have been Harry's last hit; but, at the third he made, I

caught him fair under it, the point going through and through his body,

as I thrust him back stride by stride--his cutlass waving fiercely all

the time in the air clear of my head, for the stroke came under his arm.

The moment he fell, though I knew nothing before that of where we were,

there was a heavy plunge; I had nearly followed on top of him, as he

went head-foremost down the tank-well under the trees; but next moment,

without a thought more to him in the heat of the struggle, I was lifting

Violet off the grass. What I did or what I said, to see if she would

revive, I don't really know; but I remember as well as if it were last

night the very sound of her voice as she told me she wasn't hurt. The

affair in the wood below us had suddenly ceased during these five or ten

minutes--indeed, as I found afterwards, Jones and my party had settled

every one of the five, either altogether or for the time; but the uproar

of more than twenty fierce voices could be heard beyond them, cursing

and yelling as they came stumbling and crashing up amongst the brushwood

in a body; while the ladies and their companions struggled up from all

sides toward the height, wild with terror. I met Sir Charles Hyde

hurrying to seek his daughter, however; and the moment he had her in his

arms, I rushed down, pistol in hand, to join my men, who were standing

firm below, as the mutineers burst into the opening, no doubt with the

notion they had only the cadets to do with.

"'Here, my lads!' I sang out; 'make every man of them prisoner--down

with 'em to the schooner!' And as I broke suddenly through in the

starlight in the midst of them, Jones, Jacobs, the planter, and the

other four man-o'-war's-men sprang after me, one by one--taking the cue,

and shouting as if to ever so many behind us, 'Here they are,

shipmates--this way--settle the blackguards!' In fact, the moment I

appeared, the gang of half-drunken fellows were taken aback. One of them

roared as if he saw the very devil; and giving them no time to think, we

drove them scattering down toward the beach. One of Foster's party,

however, being only stunned, had contrived to get down amongst them; and

in a little while, seeing we didn't follow, the whole lot of them

appeared to get an inkling of the truth, on which they rallied. It

wasn't long ere I saw they had got desperate, and were planning to

divide, and come somewhere over upon us round the heights; so that, in

the dark, with our small party, not knowing their numbers, the best we

could do was to gather up toward the peak, and secure the ladies.

Accordingly, we passed an uncomfortable enough time during the rest of

the night, till daybreak, when still no signs of the schooner, as we saw

in the clear to north-eastward. Frightful notions came into my head of

something having happened to her; the mutineers below were on both sides

of the island, and they held the watering-place. We hadn't provisions

for a single breakfast to half the party of us--and the fellows being

now fairly in for it, they could starve us out if they chose. You may

conceive, accordingly, what a joyful sight met my eyes, when, on the

dusk lifting off to northward, we could see the lovely craft under all

sail not six miles off, bearing down before a fresh breeze for the deep

end of the island!

"The wind had headed her off on her way back; and, knowing nothing of

the wreck, Westwood might have landed at the mercy of the villains in

the bush. But the minute we saw his boat out, the whole of us, save the

Judge and the planter, made a clean charge down upon them--the

schooner's men joining us with the oars and boat-stretchers; and in

half-an-hour the whole gang, having lost heart, were taken and lashed

fast by the wrists on the beach, to a single man.

"On searching the watering-place during the day, we found someone had

covered the mouth of the tank with sticks and leaves, through which

Harry Foster had gone when he fell. The stuff had fallen in over him;

and the well being evidently made deep into the rock, to hold water the

longer, with the roots of the trees growing out into it, his body never

came up. Somehow or other, no one liked to sound it to the bottom; but

the thing that horrified all of us the most was to find Captain Finch

himself lying quite dead amongst the brushwood near where the passengers

had pitched their quarters, with a cut through his skull enough to have

killed an ox. It was supposed Foster had suddenly come upon him, as he

and his shipmates looked out for the hoard they thought the pirates had

in the island, while Finch was on guard over the ladies. Whether the

fellow took a new notion at the moment, or what it was, the whole gang

of them made their rush upon the second mate and the cadets, the minute

after the captain met his death.

"As for Jones, he told me he had noticed the dog watching the seamen

below, and the idea got into his head of what might happen. There was

that about the animal to give one a dread you couldn't describe. How it

had lived all this time, and how the customs came back on it, after

growing perfectly wild, of carrying on like what it did that night, was

a mystery; but Jones said he hadn't heard it bark before, neither had

the man he knew of, since the time he was first left _alone_ on

White-water Island. In fact, the whole of us might have hunted it down

before we left. But 'No!' Jones said; 'there's a perfect fiend in the

brute, I do believe--yet it strikes me by this time, the creature

belongs to--to the Almighty, sir!' The men and passengers had been taken

off the Indiaman's wreck, which there was no chance of getting off the

reef; so, taking out the best of her stores and the passengers'

property, we had every soul aboard the schooner, and at last set sail to

the south-east, meaning to go in at Madras, where a sloop might be sent

to recover more from the ship. 'Twas with no ordinary state of things,

from stem to stern, that we dropped White-water Island astern.

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