A Desperate VoyageKnight, E. F. (Edward Frederick)
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A Desperate Voyage
Knight, E. F. (Edward Frederick)
Lawyers -- Fiction; Pirates -- Fiction
Again, he would make them acquainted with the fact that he was taking no
money with him on the yacht; and he would promise to pay them, on their
arrival at Buenos Ayres, a considerably larger sum than sailors ever
receive for such a voyage. Under these circumstances, it could not
possibly be to their interest to do away with him. On the contrary, it
would be to their manifest advantage to serve him faithfully. Unless the
men were absolute idiots, they would see all this; and he knew that the
Frenchman, at least, was far too intelligent a man to commit a senseless
crime that could do him no good.
So argued the solicitor; and there was yet another more subtle motive
that urged him to engage these three men in preference to honest
sailors--a motive of which he himself was only dimly conscious. When a
man has a sentimental objection to being a villain, and yet is one, and
has no intention of reforming, he likes his surroundings not to be of a
sort to reproach him and remind him of his crimes. It is painful to him
to associate with good men. He prefers to be in the company of the bad;
in their presence he does not feel the shame of his wickedness. So this
man, with his strangely complex mind and conflicting instincts, was glad
to take unto himself men worse even than himself as his companions
across the ocean.
"And to what port did you say you were sailing?" asked the Frenchman.
"I will not tell you that until we are out at sea."
"Oh, very well," said the man, again casting a keen glance at Carew's
face, and smiling, as one who should say, "Have you too your
secret--have you too committed a crime? If so, there should at once be
an agreeable bond of sympathy between us."
"How soon do you sail, sir?" he asked.
"If you are all on board to-night we will sail at daybreak. I am ready
for sea. You need not trouble about getting an outfit, for I have plenty
of clothes in the yacht for the lot of you." Carew was thinking of the
effects of Allen and his man Jim.
"Oh, that is excellent!" cried the Frenchman. "And, excuse me, sir; what
pay will you give us?--not that I wish to chaffer with one who has come
to my rescue in so generous a manner."
"And I do not wish to stint you," replied Carew. "You, as mate, shall
have seven pounds a month; your comrades five pounds a month each."
"That will do very well; but I should like you not to let the others
know that I am receiving a higher pay than they. They might be
jealous--not to say dangerous," said the cunning fellow. "Ha! what is
that?" The Frenchman started, gripped Carew by the arm, and his cheeks
again became white with fear.
There was a sound of footsteps on the deck, and the next moment the
tub-shaped Willem entered the cabin. When he saw who was sitting
opposite to his master he stood stock still, his jaw dropped, and an
expression of extreme astonishment, which amounted to horror, settled on
his stupid, honest face.
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