The next thing was to settle our course. I wanted to reach a port where
I could turn some of my diamonds into cash and take shipping for England,
the West Indies, or the United States. We were between Valparaiso and
Callao, and the former place, as being on the way, seemed the more
desirable place to make for. But as the prevailing winds on the coast are
north and northwest a voyage in the opposite direction would involve much
beating up and nasty fetches, and, in all probability, be long and
tedious. For these reasons I decided in favor of Callao, and told Kidd to
shape our course accordingly.
"Just as you like, sir," he said; "it is all the same to Yawl and me where
we go. But it's a longish stretch to Callao. Don't you think we had better
make for some nearer place? There's Islay, and there's Arica; and I doubt
whether our water will last out till we get to Callao."
"We must make it last till we get to Callao," I answered, sharply; "except
under compulsion I will put in neither at Islay nor Arica."
"All right, sir! We are under your orders, and what you say shall be done,
as far as lies in our power."
Kidd's answer was civil but his manner was surly and defiant, and it
struck me that he might have some special reason for desiring to avoid
Callao. But I was resolved to go thither, so that in case of need I might
claim the protection of the British consul, whom I was sure to find there.
I was by no means sure that I should find one either at Islay or Arica. I
knew something of the ways of Spanish revenue officers, and as I had no
papers, it was quite possible that (in the absence of a consul) I might be
cast into prison and plundered of all I possessed, especially if Mr. Kidd
should hint that it included a bag of diamonds.
The sloop's accommodation for passengers was neither extensive nor
luxurious. The small cabin aft was just big enough to hold Angela and
myself, and once in it, we were like rats in a hole, as, to get out, we
had to climb an almost perpendicular ladder. Kidd and Yawl were to sleep,
turn and turn about, in a sort of dog-house which they had contrived in
the bows. Ramon would roll himself in his _cobija_ and sleep anywhere.
Before going on board I made such arrangements as I hoped would insure us
against foul play. I stitched one half of the diamonds in my waist-belt;
the other half my wife hid away in her dress. Among the things brought
down from Alta Vista was an exquisite little dagger with a Damascened
blade, which I gave to Angela. I had my hunting-knife, and Ramon his
_machete_.
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