Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Midshipmen -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
I hoped that we were unobserved by Hoolan or any of the other men, who
might have suspicions of my true character. Larry followed so
noiselessly, that I do not think Barney was aware he was with us.
Larry's object was to see that no harm came to me; and besides which, he
wanted to learn how to let me in again on my return. Barney himself was
apparently an open-hearted seaman, who preferred serving on board a
peaceable trader to a man-of-war, and I had no fear of his playing me
false.
We had to grope our way to the end of the passage, which was as long as
he had described. Unbolting a door, Barney led me out into a narrow
court. I could hear even there the strains of the riddle, and the
shouts and screams of the dancers. Barney told me that if I turned to
the left I should come to a narrow archway, which led into the lane, and
that by turning again to the left, I should come to the front of Mother
McCleary's whisky-shop.
This information was sufficient to enable me to find my way without
difficulty. I was somewhat surprised at the ease with which I had made
my escape. I had little doubt of being able to bring Nettleship and his
men up to the right place. My only anxiety was about Larry, who, if
recognised by Dan Hoolan, might be severely handled, if not killed,--for
so determined a ruffian was not likely to hesitate in committing any
act, however atrocious, should he suspect Larry of treachery.
I slipped out into the court, and Barney closed the door after me. The
night was very dark; but I could see two or three shadowy forms flitting
by, though no one stopped me. Now and then a ruffian voice, a wild
shriek, or a child's cry, came from the narrow windows looking into the
court. I walked on as fast as I could venture to move, till I found the
narrow archway which Barney had described, and emerged into a lane,
which, however, was not much broader than the court. Here the sounds of
wrangling voices, and shouts, and the drunkards' wild songs, broke the
stillness of night. A few men rolled by, who had come out of Mother
McCleary's whisky-shop, or other similar establishments; but I carefully
kept out of their way till I arrived at the "Fox and Goose," where I
expected to find Nettleship. It hadn't occurred to me, however, that I
might have been followed, and our plan for trapping the seamen
discovered. I at once entered, and found my messmate with his men ready
to set out.
"You've been longer than I expected, Paddy; but I hope it's all right,"
he said.
"If we are quick about it, I expect we shall catch a good number," I
answered. "Where is Mr Saunders? We shall require a strong party to
overpower the fellows, especially as there are some desperate ruffians
among them;" and I told him how I had discovered the outlaw, Dan Hoolan.
"Mr Saunders is waiting just outside, round the corner," he said.
"I'll go out and tell him that you have come back, and meanwhile you
remain here."
In a short time Nettleship returned.
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