"Haste! haste! man," cries Phips to the gunner, now running with his
light, and snatching it from his hand applies it to the breech
himself, doing no harm with his shot; and then the gunner, having
trained the next gun better on to the fugitives, they did hit their
trysail. This impeded them somewhat, though not sufficient to prevent
them getting away.
And then, the bos'un went on to tell me, Phips roared for the watch,
calling them, as was his wont in an emergency, dogs and traitors, and
soon learnt that the poor master's mate was slaughtered, or, at least,
had disappeared.
"And," went on our informant, "then we all trembled. For while the
tears sprang to his eyes, which in an instant he dashed away, he said
also, in now a very low voice which seem'd mighty ominous, 'And the
other watch? The fore and aft watch. Where are they? Bring them to
me.'"
Then, with a howl, the Coromantee sprang forward--wringing his hands,
imploring pardon, saying he too had been deceived by Alderly, who had
drugged him.
"Ay!" says Phips, between his teeth, while as he spake he shook the
powder into the pan of his pistol--"Ay! no doubt. Deceived by Alderly.
because he got away and left you behind for me to slay you."
"No, no!" yelled the brute. "No, no! Signor Capitan. No, Signor Phips,
no slay me!" and he clutched, said the bos'un, at Phips' legs and
tried to seize his pistol hand.
"Ay, but I will, though," said Phips.--"No man betrays me twice;"
whereupon he drew back from the howling wretch, and seizing his wool
by one hand blew out his brains with the other, so that the deck was
all bespattered with them.
"Fling him over," said Phips, "and swab up the mess, and now bring
forth the other. Meanwhile, where is Crafer with the tender? She
should be round the point by now."
Then they brought forth that other poor crazed traitor--weeping and
sobbing with despair, and shrieking as he saw the great negro's dead
body--and to him strides Phips, his sword in hand.
"You dog," says he, "you have betrayed us too. So must you die also.
They say you drank with the Coromantee and slept on your watch.
Therefore, to the yard-arm with him."
'Midst his shrieks and howls they dragged him away, calling on his
mother's name, which softened Phips so much that, the bos'un said, he
seemed at one time like to spare him, only he remembered all he had
been robbed of. And then, ere the man was executed, the boat was
lowered that was to bring them to us in the galliot, and so they came
away.
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