CHAPTER III

THE DIGNIFIED NAVAL OFFICER

Corny climbed over the high palisade fence, with the assistance of

Mulgate, and the party walked to the sailboat at the beach below. By

this time it was dark, though the gloom was not very dense under a clear

sky.

"Do you know anything about this boat, Corny?" asked Mulgate, as the

trio approached the handsome craft, for such she was beyond a doubt.

The crusty tones of the speaker indicated that he had not yet recovered

from the set-back he had plainly received in the late conversation,

though he denied that he had any evil intentions in regard to Miss

Florry.

"I do; I know all about her," replied Corny.

"Well, why don't you tell what you know?" demanded Mulgate.

"What do you wish to know about her?" inquired Corny, who was disposed

to maintain his equality in spite of the military rank of his companion,

which he had incautiously betrayed in the beginning.

"Whose boat is it?" asked Mulgate.

"She belongs to my cousin, Christy Passford."

"Where is he now?"

"I don't know, sir."

"Was he at the house when you were there?"

"He was not; and his mother had become rather anxious because he did not

return to supper," replied Corny, becoming a little more pliable.

"This is a rather large boat, Captain Carboneer," added Mulgate, as he

surveyed the trim sloop. "She is rather too large for our purpose."

"She will answer very well," replied the captain, as he applied his

shoulder to the stem of the craft to ascertain how heavily she rested

upon the beach. "Now, do you know whether there is any person on board

of that steamer?"

"Of course, I don't know anything about it," said Mulgate.

"I am sure I don't," added Corny.

"I sent you up here to ascertain all about the Bellevite," continued

Mulgate, rather sharply.

"I have not had time to find out anything," Corny explained, with some

indignation in his tones.

"Corny has done as well as he could in the time he has had to do it in,"

interposed Captain Carboneer. "I think you are inclined to stir up bad

blood with this young man, Mulgate. It appears now that you have a

purpose of your own to accomplish, and that Corny will not allow you

to carry it out."

"My first purpose is the same as your own," replied Mulgate.

"You admit that you have a second object; and I cannot tell when you

will decide to make it your principal purpose," added Captain Carboneer.

"I am not satisfied with the situation. I have done everything I can to

accomplish our patriotic object. You endanger it by your crusty manner

to this young man, who seems to be willing to do his duty; and he is in

a position to be of great service to our enterprise."

"If you think it is necessary, I will take off my cap to this young

man," said Mulgate, with a sneer in his tones.

"Be reasonable, Mulgate."

"What can I do more than I have done?" demanded the military gentleman,

as his title indicated that he was.

"The first thing to do on your part is to renounce this idea of taking

a lady passenger with you in the steamer," replied Captain Carboneer, in

a very decided tone. "Women are not permitted on board of naval vessels,

especially in time of war."

"I don't think I have any idea to renounce," muttered Mulgate.

"You certainly hinted that you desired to take a lady on board, and

convey her to our destination," said the captain, rather earnestly.

"Not against her will, as you and Corny will have it," protested

Mulgate.

"Do you renounce that plan or that idea, whatever it may be?"

"I do not renounce it. If the lady is willing to go with me, as I

believe she will be, I know of no reason why she should not go as a

passenger," argued Mulgate.

"I think we had better abandon the enterprise in the beginning, for I

think we can be of more service to our country at liberty than within

the walls of Fort Lafayette," added the captain, with not a little

disgust mingled with his indignation.

Whatever his object in visiting this locality, he was clearly a

high-toned gentleman, and the idea of prosecuting a love adventure

in connection with what he regarded as a highly patriotic duty was

repulsive to his nature. He found by trial that the Florence was not

grounded very hard on the beach, for the tide was rising, and he drew

the boat farther up from the water, as he turned to walk away from the

spot.

"Am I to understand that you retire from this enterprise, Captain

Carboneer?" asked Mulgate.

"Am I to understand that you renounce your scheme to carry off a woman

as a part of the enterprise?" demanded the captain.

"I do not renounce it, though I have no intention to carry off a woman,

as you put it. The most I have asked is that she be permitted to go as a

passenger of her own free will," replied Mulgate.

"She never will go with him of her own free will," interposed Corny.

"I will not have a woman on board of the vessel, whether she goes

willingly or otherwise. Do you renounce that scheme entirely?"

"I think you are driving me into a small corner, Captain Carboneer."

"After what you have said before, I think I am fully justified in what I

require. With your private affairs, I have nothing to do. If you choose

to marry this young lady, I have nothing to say about that; but no woman

can be a passenger in a war vessel under my command. After I have landed

you at Bermuda or Nassau, I shall not attempt to run the blockade, which

is now enforced, in order to land you and the lady. Besides, we may be

in action at any time after we get under way."

"Then if I do not yield the point, you intend to leave me to carry out

this enterprise alone?" demanded Mulgate.

"In that case, I wish to go with you, Captain Carboneer," added Corny,

with emphasis. "But I want it understood that I shall not leave

Bonnydale without telling my uncle to look out for his daughter."

"Then you mean to be a traitor, Corny?" said Mulgate angrily.

"Call it what you like."

"All this is absurd, Mulgate," interposed Captain Carboneer. "Without my

resources, you can do nothing at all, and it would be foolish for you to

attempt the capture of the vessel. You are not a sailor or a navigator,

and you could do nothing with the vessel if you succeeded in getting her

to sea."

"I have no doubt I could find a hundred men in New York, including

half a score of navigators, to assist me in this enterprise," replied

Mulgate.

"I have another steamer in view, though the Bellevite is vastly superior

to anything I know of in speed and general fitness. Do as you think

best, Mulgate; and I shall be able to explain in a satisfactory manner

my failure to obtain this vessel."

"The fault will be mine, I suppose," muttered Mulgate.

"The court-martial will decide that point," replied the captain.

Mulgate seemed to be buried in his own reflections, no doubt suggested

by the last remark of the other. Possibly he considered that the failure

of such an important enterprise because he had insisted upon bringing

a lady into the affair would not sound well at home. Whatever he was

thinking about, he was greatly agitated, and Captain Carboneer walked in

the direction of the road, half a mile from the river. He had no time to

consider the matter: he must yield at once, or abandon the scheme.

"I will do anything you ask, Captain Carboneer!" he shouted, forgetting,

in his excitement, the demand for secrecy.

The naval officer, as his conversation indicated that he was, turned and

retraced his steps to the beach. He did not seem to be at all excited

because his associate had changed his mind, for in his judgment it would

have been worse than madness for him to persist in his intentions.

"I have stated the case as I understand it, and I have nothing more to

say, Mulgate," said he.

"I renounce my scheme, and I will not ask that the lady be a passenger

even to Bermuda or Nassau," replied Mulgate, though not without a

considerable display of emotion.

"Very well; that is enough. Nothing more need be said about your

purpose, since you have renounced it. Now we will visit the Bellevite,

and learn what we can in regard to her," said the naval officer, in his

usual quiet manner, and whether he was a Confederate or a Unionist, one

could hardly have failed to be impressed by his dignified deportment.

At the request of Captain Carboneer, Mulgate climbed to the forward deck

of the Florence. She was twenty-eight feet long, and her deck covered

more than half of her length. She had a very large cabin for a boat of

her size, which was fitted up with berths, with a cook-room forward of

it, for Christy Passford was often absent a week in her.

"I think Corny had better go back to the house, and keep an eye on

Christy, so as to make sure that he does not disturb us," suggested

Mulgate, as the planter's son was about to go on board of the yacht.

"I think we shall want him, and he had better be with us," replied the

captain, as one would speak when he expected to be obeyed.

Corny climbed up the stem of the Florence. He had never seen the captain

before, and had not even been informed who and what he was; but he

appeared to be a more important person than Mulgate, and he did not wait

for the latter to argue his point. He had sailed in the Florence very

often, and he knew all about her. He took a boathook, and planted its

point on the beach, in readiness to shove off.

"Not yet, Corny," said the naval officer, as he sprang lightly to the

deck of the sailboat. "Let us see where we are before we do anything."

Captain Carboneer seated himself on one of the cushioned seats in the

standing-room, and looked about him. A steamer towing a multitude of

canal boats was approaching, and he waited for it to pass. Then no

steamer or other craft was to be seen on the river.

"So far as I have been able to discover, there are only two men on board

of the Bellevite, and I think we have not a moment to lose," said the

naval officer, when he saw that the river was clear of everything that

might interfere with his plans. "But we must go on board of her, and

make sure of everything before we commit ourselves."

"As you said, Captain Carboneer, I am no sailor; and you don't think of

taking the steamer out of the river alone?" added Mulgate.

"I have not come here on a fool's errand, Major Pierson," replied the

captain. "We are alone now, and we may call things by their right

names."

"But I don't care to have my name used in this vicinity," interposed

this gentleman, when addressed by his own name.

"Your wish in this respect shall be respected, Mr. Mulgate. I was about

to say that I had a ship's company all ready to take possession of this

craft, to handle her at sea, and even to fight a battle if necessary."

"But where are your ship's company?" asked Mulgate, as he wished still

to be called.

"I will produce them at the right time. Now you may shove her off,

Corny," added the captain, as he took the wheel.

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