“And why are you, who have two night-watches to keep already, so
willing to enlist in a third?”
“To own the truth, sir, my mind has been a little misgiving about this
passage, since the moment we lifted our anchor.”
Mrs Wyllys and Gertrude, who were auditors, insensibly drew nigher, to
listen, with a species of interest which betrayed itself by the
thrilling of nerves, and an accelerated movement of the pulse.
“And you have your doubts, sir!” exclaimed the Captain, in a tone of
slight contempt. “Pray, may I ask what you have seen, on board here, to
make you distrust the ship.”
“No harm in asking, your Honour,” returned the seaman, crushing the hat
he held between two hands that had a gripe like a couple of vices, “and
so I hope there is none in answering. I pulled an oar in the boat after
the old man this morning, and I cannot say I like the manner in which
he got from the chase. Then, there is something in the ship to leeward
that comes athwart my fancy like a drag, and I confess, your Honour,
that I should make but little head-way in a nap, though I should try
the swing of a hammock.”
“How long is it since you made the ship to leeward?” gravely demanded
Wilder.
“I will not swear that a real living ship has been made out at all,
sir. Something I did see, just before the bell struck seven, and there
it is, just as clear and just as dim, to be seen now by them that have
good eyes.”
“And how did she bear when you first saw her?”
“Two or three points more toward the beam than it is now.”
“Then we are passing her!” exclaimed Wilder, with a pleasure too
evident to be concealed.
“No, your Honour, no. You forget, sir, the ship has come closer to the
wind since the middle watch was set.”
“True,” returned his young Commander, in a tone of disappointment;
“true, very true. And her bearing has not changed since you first made
her?”
“Not by compass, sir. It is a quick boat that, or would never hold such
way with the ‘Royal Caroline,’ and that too upon a stiffened bow-line,
which every body knows is the real play of this ship.”
“Go, get you to your hammock. In the morning we may have a better look
at the fellow.”
“And—you hear me, sir,” added the attentive mate, “do not keep the
men’s eyes open below, with a tale as long as the short cable, but take
your own natural rest, and leave all others, that have clear
consciences, to do the same.”
“Mr Earing,” said Wilder, as the seaman reluctantly proceeded towards
his place of rest, “we will bring the ship upon the other tack, and get
more easting, while the land is so far from us. This course will be
setting us upon Hatteras. Besides”——
“Yes, sir,” the mate replied, observing his superior to hesitate, “as
you were saying,—besides, no one can foretel the length of a gale, nor
the real quarter it may come from.”
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