Mr Durocher, with the vivacity and warm-heartedness of a Frenchman,
embraced young Coe, calling him his preserver, and overwhelming him with
thanks.
"Thank only God, my dear sir," replied the deliverer. "I am not doing
even all my duty. How many lives may be lost on deck while I am
delaying here! Mr Bowsprit," he continued, addressing that individual,
"bind the hands of your prisoners at once, and then come, with your men,
upon deck with me."
Through the open door of the state-room he could see Ada, still pointing
her pistol at Joe, whose right arm hung loosely at his side.
"Madam," asked John, "is that man's arm broken?"
"Yes," she answered; "I broke it with a pistol-shot; but I understand a
little of surgery, and can easily set it if I can get a few splinters of
wood."
Mr Durocher had hastened to his daughter and was holding her in his
embrace, when hearing the word madam addressed to a person in male
attire, he said--
"From this gentleman calling you madam, I suppose that you are a woman,
and understand those sudden sicknesses caused by excited feelings, and
peculiar to women?"
"I am a woman," answered Ada, blushing; "and I understand you. I see
that your daughter has fainted. I will attend to her. Have you any
salts?" she continued, addressing Celeste.
The poor quadroon girl was herself near to the point of swooning; but
aroused herself when thus addressed, and hastened to bring the
restoratives asked for. While she was searching for these among the
vials and bottles of the medicine-case, Mr Durocher laid his daughter
upon the bed. He then turned to Ada, and said--
"You need not trouble yourself with that man any more. Let him come
into my state-room adjoining this, and lie upon my bed. I understand
something of surgery myself; I also have the materials for making
splinters, and will dress his wound."
Meantime, in the saloon, the hands of the prisoners were bound, even
those of Afton. Leaving one of his men to guard the prisoners, Coe and
the rest hastened upon deck. Scarcely five minutes had elapsed since he
had left the deck--so many incidents may occur in a brief period of
time, when the struggle is one of life and death.
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