Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Midshipmen -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
"I must lie down for half an hour or so," I said, "and if you observe
anything unusual, send Larry down to call me. Let him stay by you if he
can manage to keep awake, while Logan remains at the helm a short while
longer."
"Never fear, sir," answered Nash. "I'll do as you order me."
Under other circumstances I should have myself gone forward and roused
up the watch, but from the reports Nash and Larry had given me, I knew
that it would be useless, as I had no power to enforce obedience. I
therefore very unwillingly went below, and threw myself on the bed all
standing, and in half a minute was fast asleep.
I didn't dream; not a thought passed through my brain till I was at
length partly awakened by a noise overhead. What it was I couldn't make
out. Presently I heard some one come down, as I supposed, to call me.
Now fully awake, I was on the point of jumping up to hurry on deck, when
I became aware that two persons were standing close to my berth.
"_Soyez tranquille, monsieur_," said the voice of La Touche. "The brig
is no longer under your command; most of your people have joined my men,
and they insist on carrying her into the Havanna."
"Impossible!" I exclaimed. "My men would not have turned traitors.
I'll go on deck and see how matters stand."
"That we cannot allow. I did not instigate my men to recapture the
vessel, they managed it themselves; but now that they have possession, I
dare not order them to give her up."
"I know that two of my people would have fought to the death rather than
have turned traitors," I exclaimed.
"Those two you speak of--the old man and the Irish lad--were
overpowered, and are stowed safely below, with handcuffs on their
wrists," he answered. "Have I your word that you'll not interfere? You
treated me with courtesy, and I wish you to be allowed to remain at
liberty; but if you decline to give me your word, I cannot prevent you
being treated as they are."
While he was speaking, I felt for my pistols, which I had placed at the
head of the berth, intending to spring up suddenly, knock him and his
companion over, and gain the deck, but they were gone. My sword had
also been taken away.
I observed by the light of the lantern that his companion held, that
both of them were fully armed, and prepared to resist any attack I might
make on them. The countenance of the other person, who wore the uniform
of a lieutenant, I did not recognise, but I guessed he must be the sick
messmate to whom La Touche had been so attentive. I could not help
thinking also that La Touche was not so ignorant altogether of the
intentions of his crew as he asserted.
"I'll consider the subject, and let you know in the course of a few
minutes, if you'll give me that time for reflection," I answered.
I was anxious to gain time, for I still had a lingering hope that Nash
and Larry had managed to retain their liberty, and that if I could once
get on deck, we might recover possession of the brig.
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