The Rover then cut short the dialogue, which was growing deeply
interesting to his companion, and moved, with a light step, to the
stern, over which he hung, for a few moments, by himself, like a man
who found a pleasure in gazing at the dark surface of the sea. But a
slight noise, like that produced by agitated ropes, caught the ear of
his companion, who instantly placed himself at the side of his
Commander, where he did not wait long without gaining another proof of
the manner in which he, as well as all the rest of the crew, were
circumvented by the devices of their leader.
A man was guardedly, and, from his situation, with some difficulty,
moving round the quarter of the ship by the aid of the ropes and
mouldings, which afforded him sufficient means to effect his object.
He, however, soon reached a stern ladder, where he stood suspended, and
evidently endeavouring to discern which of the two forms, that were
overlooking his proceedings, was that of the individual he sought.
“Are you there, Davis?” said the Rover, in a voice but little above a
whisper, first laying his hand lightly on Wilder, as though he would
tell him to attend. “I fear you have been seen or heard.”
“No fear of that, your Honour. I got out at the port by the cabin
bulkhead; and the after-guard are all as sound asleep as if they had
the watch below.”
“It is well. What news bring you from the people?”
“Lord! your Honour may tell them to go to church, and the stoutest
sea-dog of them all wouldn’t dare to say he had forgotten his prayers.”
“You think them in a better temper than they were?”
“I know it, sir: Not but what the will to work mischief is to be found
in two or three of the men, but they dare not trust each other. Your
Honour has such winning ways with you, that one never knows when he is
on safe grounds in setting up to be master.”
“Ay, this is ever the way with your disorganizers,” muttered the Rover,
just loud enough to be heard by Wilder. “A little more honesty, than
they possess, is just wanted, in order that each may enjoy the faith of
his neighbour. And how did the fellows receive the lenity? Did I well?
or must the morning bring its punishment?”
“It is better as it stands, sir. The people know whose memory is good,
and they talk already of the danger of adding another reckoning to this
they feel certain you have not forgotten. There is the captain of the
forecastle, who is a little bitter, as usual, and the more so just now,
on account of the knock-down he got from the list of the black.”
“Ay, he is ever troublesome; a settling day must come at last with the
rogue.”
“It will be a small matter to expend him in boat-service sir; and the
ship’s company will be all the better for his absence.”
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