’That is what I think too, Señora. However, I dare say our ships will
come back from this lesser expedition somewhat humbled and crestfallen.
At present their pride knows no bounds. But, dear ladies, I am sorry to
say that I am the bringer of evil news, which it goes against me to
tell; but it is best to know the worst. I heard Captain Morgan say that
the Señorito Carlo was to be released this morning and to be taken on
this expedition, because----’
’Oh, how dreadful! Carlo to go with all those wicked men! Nay, I know
he will never consent,’ cried Felipa.
’But in truth he will be less likely to get harm than in those damp
dungeons below. I reminded the Captain that the Señor had had no food,
and that men would cry shame on himself if the Señor were to come to
harm.’
’Thank you, Sir Harry, for your kind intentions,’ said Felipa in her
somewhat quaint English, ’but indeed I had rather my brother were in the
dungeon than out at sea with such knaves as these buccaneers. Cannot
you obtain this boon from your captain for us; for if my brother goes
what shall we do?’
Harry would not tell her he had no power; so, promising to do his best,
he hurried away, not daring to stay longer.
CHAPTER XII.
A NEW EXPEDITION.
The hours wore away very, very slowly for poor Carlo, who in his damp
dark cell reflected with bitter shame on the departed glory of his name.
Moreover, it was hard to bear this terrible confinement; and now and
then the thought would pass through his mind that he had been a fool for
his pains, for his resistance had done no good to any one, and had put
him into a very luckless place and a miserable condition. But Catalina’s
visit and the discovery of the secret door, though it opened only from
the outside of the cell into the narrow secret passage, took away all
the feeling of loneliness, which is almost unbearable to the young. Now
all was different. Upstairs and not far from him there were those who
cared for him; and, to say the truth, the food Catalina had brought very
much contributed to his more cheerful spirits. When first imprisoned
there had been no time to do more than thrust the boy into the cell, so
he was free to walk the two steps which were all that the width of the
place allowed; but it was a comfort to feel with his fingers for the
slight marks of the secret door, and to place his ear against it,
listening intently for coming footsteps.
This morning, however, it was in the outside passage that he first heard
sounds; and presently the key creaked in the lock, the bolts were drawn
back, and a rough voice called out with a seasoning of oaths:
’Here, young cub, take this loaf; it’s none of the newest, but good
enough for young teeth; and here’s water to wash it down with; for, ay,
marry, it’s all you’ll get till to-night, when the Captain has ordered
your release. Maybe by then you’ll have learnt to cudgel less and show
less paltry spite.’
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