"Why, I have no fear of that sort, Mr Mark, I can assure you," I
replied; though I confess the disagreeable idea did come across me, that
I might possibly not be able to prove that I was not a pirate should we
be captured. "I have had nothing to do with any of the acts committed
by the crew of this vessel."
"Ho, ho, ho!" he exclaimed, "den you no pull and haul, and help work de
guns which fire at de sip of war? me swear me saw you myself. Ho, ho,
ho!"
The black's laughter sounded almost demoniacal in my ears. He spoke the
truth, too: I had indeed helped to work the guns; and on the strength of
it, like a tempter to evil, he was endeavouring to persuade me, in his
rough way, to join the pirates. I did not think it prudent to show him
that I clearly saw his aim; but I resolved still to remain firm.
The evening was now drawing on, and fortunately the breeze did not drop.
I confess that I was just as anxious to escape from our pursuer as any
pirate on board; scarcely more so, perhaps, than the new mate, who had
guessed the character of the brig, and had no fancy for having his
career cut short so soon.
The brig did not fire at us, as to do so she would have had to yaw and
thus lose ground, while we continued to ply her with our long gun. Her
fore-topsail could not be set while the mast was being fished. An
attempt was now made to hoist it; but the breeze at that instant
strengthening, away went the mast, rigging and sail together. A loud
cheer arose from our decks: a parting shot was given her from our gun,
and in two hours darkness hid her from our sight.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
I dreamed all night that I was in the hands of the Americans, with a
rope round my neck and about to be run up at the yardarm. I felt the
practical inconvenience of associating with bad company. As soon as I
awoke I went on deck, for Hawk no longer placed any restriction on my
movements. I fully expected to see the brig-of-war in chase of us. I
own I felt somewhat relieved when, on looking round, not a sail of any
description was to be seen, and the schooner was still bowling along
with a brisk breeze on a westerly course.
Towards evening we sighted land, towards which our course was altered.
We ran on, and by marks, which I could not distinguish, steered between
coral banks, till on a sudden I found that we were entering a lagoon,
with trees towering on either side high above our top mast heads. The
wind dropped completely as we got within the passage, and the boats were
sent ahead to tow. Hawk ordered me into one of them, and I saw no
reason to disobey; indeed, I felt that it would be very foolish not to
do my best to please him in matters unconnected with piracy.
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