"Tis well," exclaimed Phips, "and therefore must I stay the five
years where I go, for find it I will. Yet, harkee, friend, put not
such reports about in this neighbourhood, or I will slit thy nose for
thee. I am a captain of a King's ship now"--as indeed he was, for his
commission was made out--"and a good ship too. I want not to lose it
through the chatter of any knave."
"Moreover," went on the geomancer, taking no more heed of what he said
than tho' he had never spoken--"moreover, this is not all." And as he
spake he pricked with a pin a number of little dots on the table,
where the drink stood. "This is not all. You shall do more."
"Ay," exclaimed Phips, "I shall! Maybe I shall have thee whipped. Yet
continue."
"You shall rule over a large country, though never a King, and you
shall die"----
"Stop there," called out Phips, "and say no more. What thou hast
promised is enough. As for my death, when it comes, it comes; that
also is enough. Now go." And as he spake he picked out from a handful
of elephant and other guineas, as well as some silver-pieces, a crown,
and tossed it to the fellow, who, pouching it, went off.
Yet, afterwards, when we were well on the road to Hispaniola, Phips
would talk with me on this astrologer, and would discuss much his
promises. "For," said he, "there have been many such who have told
truths. My mother had a paper written down by one which worked out so
truly year by year, that at last she flung it in the fire, saying she
would no more of it. And a mighty marvellous thing it was! Year by
year she bore my father a child for twenty-six years, and the
astrologer's paper had so stated, as well as what the sex of the child
should be, yearly. And also did it state that I--her ninth--should
some day command a King's ship, which led to my always aspiring to do
so; and as I now do the _Algier Rose_"--and he stamped on the
poop-house where we stood, as though to confirm his words.
By this time it had arrived that we had passed thro' the Gulph Stream
and were well on our way for Hispaniola, so that 'twas very hot.
Sharks passed near us often, but gave us good heart, since never did
they follow us. Portugee Admirals sailed by on the water, their
pretty forms dotting the tranquil waves--'tis ever tranquil in these
regions--like flowers, and the voyage was a good one. Of our crew also
there was nought to complain, the ninety-five men who composed it
being all sailors who well knew, their work. 'Twould have been strange
had they not known it! Many of them had been fighting the French and
the Dutch for the length of their lifetimes; but 'specially had they
fought the French, which seems to be what an Englishman is ordained,
for; and they had lived all those lifetimes on the sea. Yet, as you
shall learn ere long, they were soon to give us much trouble, and,
later, to give us more.
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