Illustrations of political economy, Volume 7 (of 9)Martineau, Harriet
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Illustrations of political economy, Volume 7 (of 9)
Martineau, Harriet
Didactic fiction, English; Political fiction, English; Social problems -- Fiction
instruction might confirm and exalt his integrity, when he should have
any. In the meantime, his social circumstances did more to make him
dishonest than his religion to render him honest.
When he came up next time, he made so much haste to scramble into the
boat, and seemed so much hurried that the Charmer started up in terror
lest he should have lost a limb,—an accident which the binder of sharks
had been expecting all the morning, from a complete failure of
confidence in his own skill. When he saw that all was safe, he very
nearly forgot his dignity so far as to assist the youth in emptying his
net of oysters upon the heap in the middle of the platform. He stopped
short, however, on Rayo’s repulsing his offers of help, and went back to
his seat, commending the practice of coming on board instead of floating
between the plunges. Rayo sank down on his knees to empty his pouch. The
rope was within reach, and under it still lay the pearl. It was very
natural for Rayo to draw the rope towards him, if he really wanted to
ascertain whether the one round his body was strong enough; but it was
not equally natural for him to put his hand to his mouth under pretence
of dashing the wet from his face where little wet remained. So, at
least, the commander thought; and he was confirmed by observing a hasty
effort to swallow when Rayo was summoned to descend again. Measures of
which the youth little dreamed were in preparation for him while he was
down. He was hoisted upon the platform, and before he knew what he was
about, a man seized him by either arm, a third stepped behind him,
flourishing a knotted rope, while a fourth presented a cocoa-nut shell
of liquid, which did not look or smell very tempting. He was told of a
summary sentence to be flogged for putting his hand to his mouth while
within arm’s-length of oysters, (a great crime in Ceylon, whatever it
may be elsewhere,) and to swallow a strong emetic as the ordeal of
innocence of a further crime. It would have been useless to attempt to
upset the cup; for a double dose would have been the consequence, an
ample stock of emetics being the part of the apparatus of pearl-fishing
least grudged by the speculators. Bolting was equally impossible. There
was nothing for it but to bolt the medicine. The pearl of course
appeared, in due time; and when it once more vanished beneath the lid of
the commander’s spring-box, the fairest of poor Rayo’s hopes vanished
with it. He might consider himself, not disgraced,—for his companions
were wont to applaud the act of stealing pearls,—but turned off from his
employment for this bout, and precluded from the means of establishing
Marana in any thing better than four bare mud walls.
“Pillal Karra,” (binder of sharks,) “you are wise,” observed the
commander respectfully. “I have seen your downcast looks. Doubtless you
knew what should befal this youth.”
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