But besides all this there was yet another secret which those same false
coffers concealed. He had dealings with shipbuilders at Haarlem, who
were noted for their ingenuity and address, and this firm had built for
him two large skiffs, which were made in such a fashion that the major
part of them could be taken to pieces and the whole packed away in a
small space with safety and convenience for his purpose. These vessels
were as easily put together as taken to pieces, and were as serviceable
a kind of boat as ever vessel carried. And so there was the rascal well
prepared to make sure of our ship.
It makes my heart bleed now, after all these years, to think how the
fellow deceived my dear patron, and how the Royal Christopher went
sailing the seas with that secret in her womb, and that we all walked
those decks night after night and day after day, and never suspected
the treason that lay beneath our feet.
But we never did suspect it, and when the time came for us to leave the
ship in a hurry we had little thought in our minds of taking
agricultural implements or household gear or articles of barter with us.
So they lay there snugly in the hold, and Jensen with them, and Jensen
was busy and happy in his wicked way in getting at them, and in laughing
as he did so over our folly in being deceived by him.
It seems that after the departure of Lancelot and our little party
certain of the sailors, as agreed upon beforehand, made their way back
to the ship, and in the dead of night transported the greater quantity
of the weapons and ammunition. They put the skiffs together, too, and
lowered them over the side. The camp had gone to rest when Jensen,
shrieking like a fiend, leaped from his concealment among the trees and
gave the signal for attack. The butchery was brief. The few men who were
armed found that their weapons had been rendered useless, but even if
their murderers had not taken that precaution their victims could have
made no sort of a stand. They were taken by surprise. The horrible cries
that the pirates made as they rushed from their ambush helped to
dishearten the colonists, for they took those noises for the war-cries
of savages, and they yielded to the panic. A very few escaped from the
slaughter, and hid themselves in the woods in the centre of the island.
The manner of their escape I have already related. It seemed from what
the parson now told us that Jensen made little effort to pursue them,
feeling confident that they must perish miserably from hunger and
thirst, if not from wild beasts, in the jungle.
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