The old gentleman singled out the captain as soon as he reached the
deck, and walked up to him. "Ah, Captain Helfrich, I am glad to have
fallen in with you!" he exclaimed, in a singularly firm and full voice,
with nothing of the tremulousness of age in it. "I've come to ask you
for a passage to Jamaica, as I prefer entering Port-Royal harbour in a
respectable steady-going craft like yours, rather than in such a small
cockle-shell as is my little pet there!" As he spoke he pointed with a
smile--and such a smile! how wrinkled and crinkled did his face become--
to the wicked-looking little felucca.
"Impossible, sir," answered the captain; "my cabins are already so
crowded that I could not accommodate another person!"
"Oh! how are the places of Mr Wilmot and Mr Noel occupied then?" asked
the stranger with a peculiar look. They were the gentlemen who landed
at Saint Kitt's!
The captain started, and looked at his visitor with a scrutinising
glance; but he remained unabashed.
"How did you learn that?" asked the captain quickly.
"Oh, there are very few things which happen in these parts the which I
don't know," answered the stranger quietly. "However, captain, even if
all your cabins are full, that excuse will not serve you. I can stow
myself away anywhere. I've been accustomed to rough it, and Cudjoe here
won't object to prick for a soft plank!" The black, hearing his name
pronounced, grinned from ear to ear, though he said nothing.
Still the captain, who evidently could not make out who his visitor was,
and much mistrusted him, was about to refuse the request, when the old
gentleman took him by the button of his coat, as a man does a familiar
friend, and led him aside. What was said I do not know, nor could I
judge from his countenance how the captain took the communication made
to him--I saw him start, and examine the old man attentively from head
to foot. The result, I know, was that the boat and the chests were
hoisted on board--the sails were let fall and sheeted home. The
stranger went to the taffrail and waved his hat. On his doing this, the
felucca hauled her wind and stood to the northward.
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