Meanwhile Jackson was explaining matters to Howard. He had, he said,
circled round to the other side of the village and lurked there for
several hours, waiting his chance. Then he had slipped up on the deck
and run directly into Mother Joyce, who promptly whisked him below.
“Cap’n Forbes’s big snake had got away, and he had gone after it,”
continued the policeman, “and----”
Howard held up his hand. “It won’t get away again,” he interjected. “It
came here.”
“Here?”
Howard nodded. “Yes, it came here,” he repeated. “Came here and
attacked me. It was a very intelligent snake--from Forbes’s standpoint.
It would have killed me, beyond a doubt, but for Miss Fair--but for my
wife. She shot it with your pistol, Jackson. But we haven’t time to
talk about it now,” he concluded with some impatience. “Go on with your
story.”
Jackson, however, had little more to tell. In Forbes’s absence, it
seems, he and the others had had no difficulty in getting at the rifles
and ammunition. Further, under Mother Joyce’s direction, he had broken
open the captain’s private storeroom and procured a compass, sextant,
and a chronometer, which Mother Joyce had declared would enable them to
navigate a boat as soon as they found one. “An’,” concluded Jackson, “I
think we’d better be findin’ it soon, for Gallegher has gotten out a
Gatling gun, and is making every preparation to do us up for fair.”
“I expected something of the sort,” said Howard, nodding. “We shall be
ready to leave the Queen the moment we have had breakfast. So, now, if
you’ll come below----”
At the breakfast-table Howard unfolded his plan.
“None of us want to fight if we can help it,” he declared. “We haven’t
anything to gain by it, and everything to lose. And we don’t want to
stay near here. From all I can learn, Forbes has destroyed all the
boats within fifty miles or so, and we must go at least that far away
to have any chance of finding one. Now, what I propose is this: We will
leave now in a few minutes, but instead of going north along the coast,
which is what Forbes will expect us to do, we will go east straight
into the pack, make a detour around the village, and come back to the
coast to the south. By this means I think we will outwit him, and
can make our preparations in peace. Without a compass, I might have
hesitated to go into the depths of the pack, but since Mother Joyce
has brought us one, we can afford to risk it. As there will probably
be nothing to eat there, we must take food and water enough to carry
us through. I have already made up three bundles of these, and it will
take only a few moments to prepare three more. Then we can be off.”
Ten minutes later the party left the Queen forever. Dorothy’s eyes were
streaming wet as she looked at the vessel for the last time.
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