He made four journeys before I heard even a movement in the next cabin,
and then there came a muttering as of some one waking from a drunken
sleep, and we all made up our minds that, having plenty of rum below,
the cabin party had had a drinking night of it.
I never expected to see him up on deck without a few shots being
exchanged; but there he was safe; and after dropping the tarpaulin, the
provisions in moderation were served out, and no meal was ever more
welcome. As for the fellows in the fore-cabin, they were evidently well
provided, for we heard nothing of them all that day.
Though we swept the horizon again and again, not a sail appeared in
sight, so that I was not much surprised to see Miss Bell having a good
cry all to herself, when she thought no one could see her; but I did,
though I would not let her know that I was looking.
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STORY TWO, CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.
Now you might have thought that, under all circumstances, these four
passengers would have been as thick as possible together; but no; Mr
Bell seemed to have an idea of what Mr Ward's feelings were, and though
polite and pleasant, that was all; and though Miss Bell never showed a
sign of giving him a friendly look, I couldn't help thinking that she
did not quite dislike the young doctor.
That evening we had an ambassador from the fore-cabin in the shape of
the fat passenger, who brought a message to say that they wanted water
below. We let him come up after they had knocked at the hatch for some
time, but all we could do was to pass him on with the message to Van,
who swore out something, but would give no farther answer; while as to
going back, the messenger would not think of that. And our force was
strengthened, so Mr Ward said, but I only thought of the meat tins and
biscuit.
Night again, and we set our watch, wondering whether we should get
through it alive, for it was like living over one of those volcanoes, I
thought. There might be an explosion at any time; and though I didn't
make any show of my trouble, I was a good deal worried; and as for them
as had been wounded, they seemed suffering as much as me.
Mr Ward had the first watch, with Bill Smith and Mr Tomtit; and when
he woke me up, it was from a pleasant dream of home. But he reported
all right; and with Sam Brown and Mr Bell for my mates, we began the
second watch.
I said Mr Bell, but really it was his sister, for the poor chap seemed
to me to be sinking, though, with the bravest of hearts, he fought
against all of it, and held up to the last.
I'd been talking cheerfully to Miss Bell about there being safe to be a
vessel cross our course next day, when suddenly she seized my hand, held
it tightly, and pointed to something rising slowly up from the cabin
skylight. Sam Brown must have seen it at the same moment, for he left
the wheel, and the vessel fell off before the wind.
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