My Shipmate Louise: The Romance of a Wreck, Volume 3 (of 3)Russell, William Clark
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My Shipmate Louise: The Romance of a Wreck, Volume 3 (of 3)
Russell, William Clark
Sea stories; Shipwrecks -- Fiction
‘Oh, damn it! go and send Joe Wetherly aft,’ I cried, feigning a fit of
temper; and I marched away to the binnacle, leaving him to trudge
forward.
A few minutes later, on looking through the skylight, I perceived
Wilkins preparing the table. Presently, Wetherly arrived on the poop. I
went forward to meet him, that I might be out of ear-shot of the fellow
at the wheel, and at once said: ‘Wetherly, how is it with you in this
truly infernal business?’
‘Truly infarnal it is, sir,’ he instantly replied; ‘but you’ve got the
most raw-headed lot of men to deal with that ever slung hammocks in a
ship’s forecastle. After they went forward last night, they fell
a-debating, all hands of them, and settled for this ship to fetch away
that there gold, you commanding. I was agin it till I see how hot they
talked, and then I thinks says I to myself, what do it sinnify? Whether
I’m bound away to the Isle o’ France or to a loonatic’s island in the
South Pacific, is all the same. If there’s money there, so much the
better. If there ain’t, it can’t be helped. One agin ten’s not going to
do much aboard a ship; so, when I was asked for an opinion, I just says,
I’m neutral, lads. Do as ye like. I’ll be with ye; but never none of ye
go and ask if I’m _of_ ye.’
‘You don’t surely believe in Captain Braine’s crazy fancy?’
‘Well, I own, Mr. Dugdale, that that there agreement ’twixt you and him
a bit nonplushed me this mornin’ after I had read it out. It did look
oncommonly like as though you yourself genu-inely believed in the yarn.’
He viewed me critically, though respectfully, as he spoke, with his mere
pins’-heads of eyes.
‘Oh, man, I agreed—I pretended to fully credit—wholly with the idea of
coaxing the madman to Rio, where the lady and myself would have left the
barque. Can’t you see _that_, Wetherly?’
‘Why, yes,’ he answered quickly, though speaking, nevertheless, as
though his mind was not quite made up. ‘It’s a bad job for you and the
lady, sir. The men are terribly in airnest. They’ll allow no speaking
with ships, for fear of your blowing the gaff, as the saying goes. I may
tell you you’ve acted wisely in falling in with their wishes. I may be
more open by and by. I’m with you and the lady, sir; but I’ve got to be
very careful.’
‘I thank you sincerely.’
I saw him restlessly glance aft at the helmsman, and took the hint. His
goodwill was of the utmost importance to me, and it would not do to
imperil my relations with him by any sort of behaviour that might excite
the suspicions of the crew as to our intimacy.
CHAPTER XXXV
MY CAPTAINCY
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