Adventure stories; Castaways -- Fiction; Islands of the Pacific -- Fiction; Science fiction
“Speak,” replied the engineer, “but, first, let me ask you a question?”
At these words the Unknown colored and drew back. Smith saw what was
passing in the mind of the culprit, who feared, doubtless, that the
engineer would question him upon his past.
Smith took him by the hand.
“Comrade,” said he, “we are not only companions, we are friends. I
wanted to say this to you first, now I will listen.”
The Unknown covered his eyes with his hand; a sort of tremor seized
him, and for some moments he was unable to articulate a word.
“Sir,” said he, at length, “I came to implore a favor from you.”
“What is it?”
“You have, four or five miles from here, at the foot of the mountain, a
corral for your animals. These require looking after. Will you permit
me to live over there with them?”
Smith regarded the unhappy man for some time, with deep commiseration.
Then:—
“My friend,” said he, “the corral has nothing but sheds, only fit for
the animals—”
“It will be good enough, for me, sir.”
“My friend,” replied Smith, “we will never thwart you in anything. If
you wish to live in the corral, you may; nevertheless, you will always
be welcome at Granite House. But since you desire to stay at the
corral, we will do what is necessary to make you comfortable.”
“Never mind about that, I will get along well enough.”
“My friend,” responded Smith, who persisted in the use of this cordial
title, “you must let us be the judges in that matter.”
The Unknown thanked the engineer and went away. And Smith, having told
his companions of the proposition that had been made, they decided to
build a log house at the corral, and to make it as comfortable as
possible.
The same day the colonists went, with the necessary tools, to the
place, and before the week was out the house was ready for its guest.
It was built twenty feet from the sheds, at a place where the herd of
moufflons, now numbering twenty-four animals, could be easily
overlooked. Some furniture, including a bed, table, bench,
clothes-press, and chest was made, and some arms, ammunition, and
tools, were carried there.
The Unknown, meanwhile, had not seen his new home, letting the
colonists work without him, while he remained at the plateau, wishing,
doubtless, to finish up his work there. And, indeed, by his exertion
the ground was completely tilled, and ready for the sowing when the
time should arrive.
On the 20th everything was prepared at the corral, aid the engineer
told the Unknown that his house was ready for him, to which the other
replied that he would sleep there that night.
The same evening, the colonists were all together in the great hall of
Granite House. It was 8 o’clock, the time of their companion’s
departure; and not wishing by their presence to impose on him the
leave-taking, which would, perhaps, have cost him an effort, they had
left him alone and gone up into Granite House.
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