CHAPTER XVI.

IN WHICH SOMETHING HAPPENS WHICH CANNOT FAIL TO SURPRISE THE READER.

To Godfrey the blow was serious. Would this unexpected chance which had

just escaped him ever offer again? Could he hope so? No! The

indifference of the steamer as she passed in sight of the island,

without even taking a look at it, was obviously shared in by all the

vessels venturing in this deserted portion of the Pacific. Why should

they put into port more than she had done? The island did not possess a

single harbour.

Godfrey passed a sorrowful night. Every now and then jumping up as if he

heard a cannon out at sea, he would ask himself if the steamer had not

caught sight of the huge fire which still burnt on the coast, and if she

were not endeavouring to answer the signal by a gun-shot?

Godfrey listened. It was only an illusion of his over-excited brain.

When the day came, he had come to look upon the apparition of the ship

as but a dream, which had commenced about three o'clock on the previous

afternoon.

But no! He was only too certain that a ship had been in sight of Phina

Island, maybe within two miles of it, and certainly she had not put in.

Of this deception Godfrey said not a word to Tartlet. What was the good

of talking about it? Besides, his frivolous mind could not see more than

twenty-four hours ahead. He was no longer thinking of the chances of

escaping from the island which might offer. He no longer imagined that

the future had great things in store for them. San Francisco was fading

out of his recollection. He had no sweetheart waiting for him, no Uncle

Will to return to. If at this end of the world he could only commence a

course of lessons on dancing, his happiness would be complete--were it

only with one pupil.

If the professor dreamt not of immediate danger, such as to compromise

his safety in this island--bare, as it was, of wild beasts and

savages--he was wrong. This very day his optimism was to be put to a

rude test.

About four o'clock in the afternoon Tartlet had gone, according to his

custom, to collect some oysters and mussels, on that part of the shore

behind Flag Point, when Godfrey saw him coming back as fast as his legs

could carry him to Will Tree. His hair stood on end round his

temples. He looked like a man in flight, who dared not turn his head to

the right or to the left.

"What is the matter?" shouted Godfrey, not without alarm, running to

meet his companion.

"There! there!" answered Tartlet, pointing with his finger towards the

narrow strip of sea visible to the north between the trees.

"But what is it?" asked Godfrey, whose first movement was to run to the

edge of the sequoias.

"A canoe!"

[Illustration: "A Canoe!" _page 181_]

"A canoe?"

"Yes! Savages! Quite a fleet of savages! Cannibals, perhaps!"

Godfrey looked in the direction pointed out.

It was not a fleet, as the distracted Tartlet had said; but he was only

mistaken about the quantity.

In fact, there was a small vessel gliding through the water, now very

calm, about half-a-mile from the coast, so as to double Flag Point.

"And why should they be cannibals?" asked Godfrey, turning towards the

professor.

"Because in Crusoe Islands," answered Tartlet, "there are always

cannibals, who arrive sooner or later."

"Is it not a boat from some merchant-ship?"

"From a ship?"

"Yes. From a steamer which passed here yesterday afternoon, in sight of

our island?"

"And you said nothing to me about it!" exclaimed Tartlet, lifting his

hands to the sky.

"What good should I have done?" asked Godfrey. "Besides, I thought that

the vessel had disappeared! But that boat might belong to her! Let us go

and see!"

Godfrey ran rapidly back to Will Tree, and, seizing his glass, returned

to the edge of the trees.

He then examined with extreme attention the little vessel, which would

ere then have perceived the flag on Flag Point as it fluttered in the

breeze.

The glass fell from his hands.

"Savages! Yes! They are really savages!" he exclaimed.

Tartlet felt his knees knock together, and a tremor of fright ran

through his body.

It was a vessel manned by savages which Godfrey saw approaching the

island. Built like a Polynesian canoe, she carried a large sail of woven

bamboo; an outrigger on the weather side kept her from capsizing as she

heeled down to the wind.

Godfrey easily distinguished the build of the vessel. She was a proa,

and this would indicate that Phina Island was not far from Malaysia. But

they were not Malays on board; they were half-naked blacks, and there

were about a dozen of them.

The danger of being found was thus great. Godfrey regretted that he had

hoisted the flag, which had not been seen by the ship, but would be by

these black fellows. To take it down now would be too late.

It was, in truth, very unfortunate. The savages had probably come to the

island thinking it was uninhabited, as indeed it had been before the

wreck of the _Dream_. But there was the flag, indicating the presence of

human beings on the coast! How were they to escape them if they landed?

Godfrey knew not what to do. Anyhow his immediate care must be to watch

if they set foot on the island. He could think of other things

afterwards.

With his glass at his eye he followed the proa; he saw it turn the point

of the promontory, then run along the shore and then approach the mouth

of the small stream, which, two miles up, flowed past Will Tree.

If the savages intended to paddle up the river, they would soon reach

the group of sequoias--and nothing could hinder them. Godfrey and

Tartlet ran rapidly back to their dwelling. They first of all set about

guarding them selves against surprise, and giving themselves time to

prepare their defence.

At least that is what Godfrey thought of. The ideas of the professor

took quite a different turn.

"Ah!" he exclaimed. "It is destiny! This is as it was written? We could

not escape it! You cannot be a Crusoe without a canoe coming to your

island, without cannibals appearing one day or another! Here we have

been for only three months, and there they are already! Assuredly,

neither Defoe, nor De Wyss exaggerated matters! You can make yourself a

Crusoe, if you like!"

Worthy Tartlet, folks do not make themselves Crusoes, they become

Crusoes, and you are not sure that you are wise in comparing your

position with that of the heroes of the two English and Swiss romances!

The precautions taken by Godfrey as soon as he returned to Will Tree

were as follows. The fire burning among the roots of the sequoia was

extinguished, and the embers scattered broadcast, so as to leave no

trace; cocks, hens, and chickens were already in their house for the

night, and the entrance was hidden with shrubs and twigs as much as

possible; the other animals, the goats, agoutis, and sheep, were driven

on to the prairie, but it was unlucky that there was no stable to shut

them up in; all the instruments and tools were taken into the tree.

Nothing was left outside that could indicate the presence or the passage

of human beings.

Then the door was closely shut, after Godfrey and Tartlet had gone in.

The door made of the sequoia bark was indistinguishable from the bark of

the trunk, and might perhaps escape the eyes of the savages, who would

not look at it very closely. It was the same with the two windows, in

which the lower boards were shut. Then all light was extinguished in the

dwelling, and our friends remained in total darkness. How long that

night was! Godfrey and Tartlet heard the slightest sounds outside. The

creaking of a dry branch, even a puff of wind, made them start. They

thought they heard some one walking under the trees. It seemed that they

were prowling round Will Tree. Then Godfrey climbed up to one of the

windows, opened one of the boards, and anxiously peered into the gloom.

Nothing!

However, Godfrey at last heard footsteps on the ground. His ear could

not deceive him this time. He still looked, but could only see one of

the goats come for shelter beneath the trees.

Had any of the savages happened to discover the house hidden in the

enormous sequoia, Godfrey had made up his mind what to do: he would drag

up Tartlet with him by the chimney inside, and take refuge in the higher

branches, where he would be better able to resist. With guns and

revolvers in his possession, and ammunition in abundance, he would

there have some chance against a dozen savages devoid of fire-arms.

If in the event of their being armed with bows and arrows they attacked

from below, it was not likely that they would have the best of it

against fire-arms aimed from above. If on the other hand they forced the

door of the dwelling and tried to reach the branches from the inside,

they would find it very difficult to get there, owing to the narrow

opening, which the besieged could easily defend.

Godfrey said nothing about this to Tartlet. The poor man had been almost

out of his mind with fright since he had seen the proa. The thought that

he might be obliged to take refuge in the upper part of a tree, as if in

an eagle's nest, would not have soothed him in the least. If it became

necessary, Godfrey decided to drag him up before he had time to think

about it.

The night passed amid these alternations of fear and hope. No attack

occurred. The savages had not yet come to the sequoia group. Perhaps

they would wait for the day before venturing to cross the island.

"That is probably what they will do," said Godfrey, "since our flag

shows that it is inhabited! But there are only a dozen of them, and they

will have to be cautious! How are they to know that they have only to

deal with a couple of shipwrecked men? No! They will risk nothing

except by daylight--at least, if they are going to stop."

"Supposing they go away when the daylight comes?" answered Tartlet.

"Go away? Why should they have come to Phina Island for one night?"

"I do not know," replied the professor, who in his terror could only

explain the arrival of the blacks by supposing that they had come to

feed on human flesh.

"Anyhow," continued Godfrey; "to-morrow morning, if they have not come

to Will Tree, we will go out and reconnoitre."

"We?"

"Yes! we! Nothing would be more imprudent than for us to separate! Who

knows whether we may not have to run to the forest in the centre of the

island and hide there for some days--until the departure of the proa!

No! We will keep together, Tartlet!"

"Hush!" said the professor in a low voice; "I think I hear something

outside."

Godfrey climbed up again to the window, and got down again almost

immediately.

"No!" he said. "Nothing suspicious! It is only our cattle coming back to

the wood."

"Hunted perhaps!" exclaimed Tartlet.

"They seem very quiet then," replied Godfrey; "I fancy they have only

come in search of shelter against the morning dew."

"Ah!" murmured Tartlet in so piteous a tone that Godfrey could hardly

help laughing, "these things could not happen at your uncle's place in

Montgomery Street!"

"Day will soon break," said Godfrey, after a pause. "In an hour's time,

if the savages have not appeared, we will leave Will Tree and

reconnoitre towards the north of the island. You are able to carry a

gun, Tartlet?"

"Carry? Yes!"

"And to fire it in a stated direction?"

"I do not know! I have never tried such a thing, and you may be sure,

Godfrey, that my bullet will not go--"

"Who knows if the report alone might not frighten the savages?"

An hour later, it was light enough to see beyond the sequoias.

Godfrey then cautiously reopened the shutters.

From that looking to the south he saw nothing extraordinary. The

domestic animals wandered peacefully under the trees, and did not appear

in the least alarmed. The survey completed, Godfrey carefully shut this

window. Through the opening to the north there was a view up to the

shore. Two miles off even the end of Flag Point could be seen; but the

mouth of the river at the place where the savages had landed the evening

before was not visible. Godfrey at first looked around without using his

glass, so as to examine the environs of Will Tree on this side of Phina

Island.

All was quite peaceful.

Godfrey then taking his glass swept round the coast to the promontory at

Flag Point. Perhaps, as Tartlet had said, though it was difficult to

find the reason, the savages had embarked, after a night spent on shore,

without attempting to see if the island were inhabited.

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