Great Britain -- History, Naval -- 19th century -- Fiction; Napoleonic Wars, 1800-1815 -- Fiction
"Go on board, Mr Keene, and tell them I have given you six weeks' leave
of absence, and then you can do as you propose."
I did so, for it was absolutely necessary that as few as possible should
be acquainted with what I was about, as I ran a great risk. I have no
hesitation in saying that I should have been made away with by the
crimps, had they discovered me.
I dressed myself as a common seaman, darkened my face, and dirtied
myself a little, especially on the hands, and Bob Cross and I then went
at night into one of the low public houses, with which the town is
filled; there we pretended to be much alarmed lest we should be pressed,
and asked for a back-room to smoke and drink in. We called in the
landlord, telling him we were second mates of vessels, and not secure
from the impress; that we never were at Plymouth before, our ships
having put in damaged, and that the crew were discharged; and asked if
there was no safe place where we could be stowed until we could find
another vessel ready to start.
He replied, that there was a house at Stonehouse where we could be quite
safe; but that, of course, we must pay the crimps well for our board and
lodging and that they would find us a ship when we wished to go; and
further, that we must give him something handsome for taking us there.
To this we agreed, and at midnight we set off in company with our
landlord, each of us carrying our bundles, and in less than an hour
arrived at a sort of farm-house detached from the road.
After a short parley we obtained entrance, and were taken into a small
room where the crimp inquired of us what money we had, and then told us
what his charges were. The reason of his doing this was, because if we
had no money, or very little, he would have disposed of us very soon by
sending us on board of some ship, and obtaining an advance of our wages
from the captain as his indemnification; but if we had plenty of money,
he would then keep us as long as he could that he might make his profit
of us; his charges were monstrous, as may be supposed, and we had
replied that we had very little money. We contrived to look as careless
and indifferent as we could, agreed to everything, paid the landlord of
the pothouse a guinea each for taking us to the house, and were then
ushered into a large room, where we found about twenty seamen sitting at
a long table, drinking, and playing cards and dominoes.
They did not appear to notice us, they were so busy either playing or
looking on. Cross called for a pot of ale, and we sat down at the
farther end of the table.
"What a dislike the men must have to the press," said Cross to me, "when
they submit to be mured up here in prison."
"Yes, and cheated by such a scoundrel as the crimp appears to be."
"Don't talk so loud, Jack," replied Cross; for I had insisted upon his
calling me Jack, "lest we should be overheard."
We then asked to go to bed, and were shown by the crimp into a room
which had about fourteen beds in it.
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