"Well, my hearts, how like you mutineering against the King's Grace,
eh? and against me who stand here for the King? 'Tis profitable, is it
not--far more so than hunting for the plate-ship, with three good
meals of jerked pork and drink into you every day? What say you?"
All but that mad and furious one shouted still for mercy--he standing
apart glowering--and clasped their hands and said that, if he would
but spare them, never more would they think of aught but their duty to
the King and him--"only, only," they wailed, "not the sharks, not the
sharks!"
"Well," says he, at last, "since you are but beaten hounds and know
it, it shall not be the sharks this time--only, henceforth, beware!
For if ever again one of you so much as mutter a word of disaffection,
so surely shall your blood tinge the waters round as the blood of that
mutineer tinges it now. You hear?"
They said they heard, and that there was no fear that ever would they
offend more, no, not if the _Algier Rose_ stayed there a century, so
then Phips spake again, while 'twas noticed by us officers that never
did he include the first man--whose name was Brooks--in his address,
nor did he cast his eyes once towards him now.
"So be it," he said, "and so it must be. For remember ever, 'tis not
against me you offend and rebel, who am but a servant like yourselves,
and was, a few short years ago, but a poor sailor also like
yourselves; but against the King and the country, who, sending us
here, believe and confide in us. Therefore, to mutiny is to commit
treason, and for both of these the punishment is Death. But, since
this is your first offending, I spare you death--yet must you be
punished. Therefore, now listen. Until the frigate touches English
waters once again, or until we strike soundings in the Channel, all of
you rebels must take a double night-watch, at sea or anchor, and no
drink must you have whatsoever, nor ever any leave. Are you content,
or have you a better mind for the sharks?"
Poor, wretched fools! What could they say but that they were
content--and so they were unbound and set free.
Then, turning to Brooks, and with those fierce and terrible eyes upon
him, he continued--
"For you, you are but as a savage beast, and unrepentant. Therefore, I
still mean to fling you to the sharks, or to, perhaps, maroon you. Yet
will I decide nothing in haste; the sharks," he said, very grim, "are
always there, so, too, are many islands on which to cast you alone. I
will take time to think how to punish you."
Can it be conceived that this idiot and wretch, even at such a moment
of peril as this, should be still so hardened as to defy Phips! Yet so
he did. First he gnashed his teeth at the Captain, and then he swore a
great oath that, were he free, he would kill him. And, though he
muttered this under his lips, yet Phips heard him.
For a moment he paused, looking fixedly at him, then he called up some
of the men who had retreated forward, and said:
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