Hair-Breadth Escapes: The Adventures of Three Boys in South AfricaAdams, H. C. (Henry Cadwallader)
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Hair-Breadth Escapes: The Adventures of Three Boys in South Africa
Adams, H. C. (Henry Cadwallader)
Adventure stories; Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Hunting -- Juvenile fiction; South Africa -- Juvenile fiction
"God be praised for this!" said the missionary. "You cannot think how
anxious I have been about you, Charles, though I did not tell the lads
so. Unwilling as I was to leave this place, I had fully resolved that
if the present month should pass without tidings of you, I would set off
with them for Cape Town. I wish now I had told them of my intention; it
would no doubt have prevented this foolish escapade of theirs. I knew I
could trust Ernest to remain quiet, and I thought I could trust the
others."
"You must not blame them, sir," said Warley. "I have no doubt they had
the same idea which I have entertained myself, though I thought it best
to say nothing about it, that treacherous orders had been given to your
guide to prevent your ever reaching Cape Town."
"I cannot wonder that either you or they thought that," said De Walden,
"after Chuma's treatment of us."
"But," resumed Warley, "if I was doubtful about Charles's safety, I was
much more despondent about Captain Wilmore. I had little hope, I
confess, of ever seeing him again."
"And you would have had less hope still, my lad," said Captain Wilmore,
"if you had known what befell us when we left the _Hooghly_."
"You must hear the whole history from his own lips," said Lavie; "but
not just now. We have a good deal to do this morning that must be
attended to."
"I dare say the captain will relate it after supper," said De Walden.
"Now come and hear the report of the scouts."
That evening, accordingly, when the repast in the Queen's apartments was
concluded, Captain Wilmore was called upon for the particulars of his
adventures, which he was no way unwilling to relate.
"You two will remember," he began, "the gale soon after we left the Cape
de Verdes. The foreigners I had taken on board showed themselves much
smarter hands than I had expected, and worked double tides all the
afternoon. I didn't suspect their motive for showing so much zeal,
which was no doubt to remove any suspicions I might have entertained,
and make me relax my watch over them. It quite succeeded. I turned in
about sundown thoroughly knocked up, but well satisfied with the
behaviour of the ship's company, and intending to have a long sleep. A
very long sleep it was nearly being--"
"Did they intend to murder you, sir, do you think?" asked Warley.
"I do not think about it," returned the captain. "I am sure of it.
Half a dozen of them, with their knives drawn, and accompanied by those
villains Duncan and O'Hara, were stealing down the companion to my cabin
when they were challenged by old Jennings, who gave the alarm, and the
pirates were obliged to make the attack openly. They cut the poor old
man down, but he saved all our lives nevertheless. I have heard what
became of him from Lavie, and it grieves me much to think that I shall
never have an opportunity in this world of thanking the good old man for
his bravery and self-devotion; but he will not miss his reward."
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