“Bosun,” he called, “who’s night watchman?”
“Pearson, Captain Cammock,” said Harris. He smeared his mouth with the
back of his hand, and left a cask to dangle aloft over the hatch. He
ran towards Cammock in a shambling trot.
“Tell Pearson that I want him. Mr. Cottrill, choose a good man to
stand night watchman with Pearson, to walk round the ship,
harbour-guard, all night long, in opposite directions. No man whatever
to come aboard or to leave the ship after sunset. Pearson, when you
come on duty to-night you’ll apply to Mr. Ramage for a pair of
pistols. You’re to shoot at any man who attempts to desert. You’re to
heave cold shot into any boat which tries to come alongside. Tell the
lamp-man he’s to have lanterns lit abreast the main and fore chains.
Call all hands if any boat comes off to us after two bells. You’re to
shoot at any boat which does not answer to a hail. You understand.”
“Yes, sir. Shoot at any man as tries to desert, and any boat as don’t
reply.”
“H’m,” said Cammock to himself, noting the faces of the crew.
“There’ll be no more deserting from this hooker.”
“Carry on,” he said aloud. “Bosun, call away the gig. Let the gig’s
crew dress. Doctor, there, kill me six fowls. The best we’ve got in
the fattening coop. Steward there. Call the steward you, boy. Tell him
to bring a dozen Burgundy. Now, Mr. Cottrill, a word with you, sir.
Mr. Perrin and the rest, are they all well?”
“As far as I know, they are, sir.”
“Mr. Stukeley?”
“Mr. Stukeley’s like fat Jack of the Boneyard, I guess, sir. He’s
bigger than the admiral.”
“What’s he been doing?”
“He’s been wanting the gig’s crew all day. I told him I needed the men
in the hold. He’d have to use the long-boat, I said, when she goes in
for water.”
“Very right. Yes?”
“So he came and called me down before the men. Said I wasn’t a
gentleman. He said as Captain Margaret had said he and his lady was to
have the gig whenever they wanted her.”
“Was Mrs. Stukeley there?”
“No, sir. So I up and said that I’d had no orders. Then he calls me
down some more; and goes and gets Mr. Perrin to come to me, to say
that Captain Margaret wished to oblige Mr. Stukeley in all things.”
“Yes?”
“So I told Mr. Perrin, pretty quick, I said, I was in command, I said.
It wasn’t for him to tell me my duty. I told him to tell his society
friends they could do the Barney’s Bull act. They’d get no gig out of
me. That’s what I said.”
“Yes?”
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