First of all I took the galliot down out of the river to the sea, and,
with a light sail up, I got her to a little cove a third of a league
away from the mouth, in which I moored her; and this cove had such
projecting spurs that none passing outside would be very like to see
her. Indeed, one would have to pass close by the opening of it to do
so at all. Then, getting to the boat again, I rowed me back to the
river. Next I brought down the Snow to the mouth, moored her fast
across it, it being not more than forty to fifty yards at the opening
and about fifteen fathoms deep, as I did plumb, and going below I
bored a many holes in her sides and bottom so that she began to fill
at once, and in half an hour I, who was a-watching from my boat, saw
her settling down so that, at last, there was no more of her above
water, her masts, as I have writ, being shot away.
"Now," says I, "if Martin and his sloop come in and draw much water,
'tis almost a certainty that they shall go foul of some part of the
fabric, which may do me a very good turn--if not, then must I take my
chance against them," with which I again prepared for the hut.
That day I did very little work, though so great was my desire to dig
into and find the contents of the "treasure house" that I could
scarce take my necessary rest. Yet I mastered myself so much that I
forced myself to sleep, determining to work at night when it was cool.
So I lay me down on the east side of the place this time, the sun
having by now gotten to the west, and slept well, awaking not until
night was at hand.
Now, amidst all my precautions, 'twas strange to think I had forgotten
one thing. I had made no provision for any light at night. The lamp
knocked over by the dying pirate was still there where it had fallen,
'tis true, but the oil was all spilled and I could find no other,
search as I might. Yet I felt convinced there must be oil somewhere,
if I could but discover it. 'Twas not to be conceived that Alderly and
the diver had this lamp with them when they plunged into the river to
escape from the _Etoyle_; therefore, if I sought, surely I should
find.
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