A scene of confusion followed. The yacht's man[oe]uvre had been
performed without any consideration for the cutter alongside, and came
very near sinking our little craft. There was a burst of oaths on both
sides, a tremendous grinding and cracking, a perilous leap from the
deck of the yacht to that of the cutter, and we pushed off, while the
yacht, which had already caught the wind, went on her course with full
sails.
All this had taken place so rapidly, and, besides, the bustle and
confusion of such a number of men on so small a craft, as they set the
sails and stowed the cargo in the fore-hold, were so great, that some
time passed ere I could get to Herr von Zehren's side.
He was still swearing at the villain of a captain, the coward who was
running from a miserable revenue-schooner that he could run down and
sink in five minutes. Catching sight of me he asked again, "What has
brought you here?"
I was somewhat embarrassed how to answer this question. My suspicion of
Pinnow had entirely vanished, and Pinnow sat close beside us at the
helm and heard the question put in a loud tone. I contented myself with
saying:
"I was afraid some misfortune might happen to you, and wanted to be
with you!"
"Misfortune!" he cried. "Stupidity, cowardice, that is the only
misfortune! The devil take the stupid poltroons!"
He sat down by Pinnow and talked with him in an undertone. Then turning
to me, he said:
"You sent two of the men home; you should not have interfered with
them. I need their services; every back is now worth a thousand
_thalers_ to me. Or did you propose to carry a pack yourself?"
He said this in an irritated tone that roused my indignation. If I had
acted injudiciously, I had done all for the best; and to be rebuked for
my faithful service in the presence of Pinnow, it was too much. I had a
sharp answer at my tongue's end, but I gulped down my anger and went
forward.
He did not call me back; he did not come after me to say a friendly
word as he had always before done, whenever in his hastiness he had
wounded my feelings. Presently I heard him rating two of the men in a
shrill voice, for what, I could not understand; but this shrill tone
which I had never before heard from him, told me at once that what I
had feared was the truth; he was intoxicated.
A horrible feeling of disgust and wretchedness came over me. For the
sake of this man, who was gesticulating there like a maniac, I had done
what I had; for his sake I was here among this abandoned crew as
accomplice of a crime which from boyhood had always seemed to me one of
the most detestable; for his sake I had well-nigh become a murderer.
And even now I had in my pocket my father's letter, in which the old
man had given me such a solemn warning, and commanded me, if I had any
regard for his peace, to return to him immediately.
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