“We are short of coal,” I rejoined, my frankness astounding him. “The
others have none to spare, and if we buy none of you, we must run to
Porto Grande. In that case you will carry this cargo back to Europe, and
be arrested when you step ashore. I shall see to that, my man, when I
touch at the islands. The police will be waiting for you, and you will
get nothing—paid down and counted out. Better take my money—and ten
pounds apiece for your crew—not to mention a little deal between us,
which you may not find unsatisfactory.”
In such a manner we wrangled and argle-bargled for the best part of an
hour. Providentially, the Diamond Ship, whose smoke had at one time been
visible, stood upon a westerly course, and disappeared from our ken as
we talked. I found the Russian to be a low-witted, covetous fellow, not
greatly to be overawed by threats, but exceedingly susceptible to the
substantial facts of money. In the end, I bought what coal we could
carry from him at a price which I would cheerfully have doubled. And,
indeed, I do think that it was one of the best day’s work I ever did in
all my life. To cut off the Jew’s patrol, to fill our own bunkers with
his precious steam coal, carried at such risk from Cardiff; to send the
tramp steamer back again whence she came—even the matter-of-fact Larry
could find no word to fit it. As for my poor friend Timothy, his
emotions were altogether too much for him.
“Docther,” said he, “I doubt your salvation, and that’s the truth of it.
Say that we are going back to dine on the Jew’s ship and I’ll believe ye
entirely. ’Twould not be more wonderful than that which these poor old
eyes are showing me.”
I told him not to make a fool of himself, but to serve his turn as
sentinel while we brought the yacht alongside the collier, and took in
coal from her. Treachery might yet be planned against us, though I
doubted it. We posted an armed guard upon the bridge, and stripped our
forward guns of their covers—the swell ran kindly and the sea was like
a mirror. Hardly believing their own eyes but obeying me nevertheless,
our good fellows set to work like niggers, and filled our bunkers with
the precious stuff. It had been at seven bells of the morning watch when
they began; it was three of the afternoon before they had done. The coal
shoots with which the tramp was provided to fill the Jew’s bunkers now
filled our own admirably. I paid the Russian Captain honestly, and sent
him at all speed to the eastward when the business was done.
“Return as you came, and keep your mouth shut,” I said: “I will answer
for you to the police should the need arise. It will be your own fault
if it does.”
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