I nodded, for I thought so too, and after listening for a few moments at
the door, we came to the conclusion that there was nothing to mind about
the sentries, so we proceeded to make our examination of our prison in a
more determined way.
Several times my fingers had played about the knife I had in my pocket,
and I had longed to bore holes in the cabin-door so as to watch the
sentries; but of course I was checked by the knowledge that by making a
hole through which I could watch them I was providing one by which they
could watch us.
The cabins on either side of the saloon were only so many portions of
the ship boarded off, and provided with doors, so that a couple of
carpenters would have had little difficulty in clearing away the
partition and making one long opening, but we had no tools, and the
slightest noise would have drawn attention to our acts; and these ideas
would, we knew, govern our actions in all we did.
Our idea was of course to get a board out between the doctor's cabin and
Mr Preddle's, and if possible one at the darkest portion of the place
close up to the ship's side; but examine as we would, there did not
appear to be one that it would be possible to move, try how we would.
"It seems to be a very hopeless case, Dale," said my companion at last
with a sigh, "unless we patiently cut a way through with your knife; one
cutting, while the other keeps on throwing the chips out of the window
so that they cannot be seen."
"But we shall make a big hole," I objected, "and the first time that
Jarette comes in he will see it, and put us somewhere else."
"Of course. It looks very hopeless, my lad."
"You see we want holes, sir, so that we could take out one board from
top to bottom quite whole, and put it back just as it was."
"Yes; but how are we to do that without tools?"
"I thought doctors always had a lot of tools," I said; "knives and saws
and choppers for operations."
"Ah!" he ejaculated. "My head has not come right yet after that injury.
Why, look here, lad!"
He went to a drawer fitted into a chest, and drew it open to take out a
mahogany case in which, lying on blue velvet, were some of the things I
had named--knives, and a couple of saws, beside other instruments whose
purpose I did not grasp.
"We draw the line at choppers, Dale," he said, smiling; "and I suppose I
ought not to devote my choice instruments to such a duty, but I think
these will do."
"Splendidly!" I cried in delight, as I quite gloated over the bright
steel saw. "Why, with one of those I can get a whole board out in an
hour or two."
"Without being heard?"
"I didn't think of that," I said. "Let's see what noise it would make."
"No," said Mr Frewen, quietly. "We must wait till night; and it will
be a very much longer task than you think, because we shall have to work
so slowly."
"Wait till night!" I cried impatiently.
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