The youth spoke with such earnestness, as to draw the attention of his
companion from the object he was studying to the countenance of the
speaker.
“Mr Wilder,” he said quickly, and with an air of decision, “you know
the ship?”
“I’ll not deny it. If my opinion be true, she will be found too heavy
for the ‘Dolphin,’ and a vessel that offers little inducement for us to
attempt to carry.”
“Her size?”
“You heard it from the black.”
“Your followers know her also?”
“It would be difficult to deceive a topman in the cut and trim of sails
among which he has passed months, nay years.”
“I understand the ‘new cloths’ in her top-gallant-royal! Mr Wilder,
your departure from that vessel has been recent?”
“As my arrival in this.”
The Rover continued silent for several minutes communing with his own
thoughts. His companion made no offer to disturb his meditations;
though the furtive glances, he often cast in the direction of the
other’s musing eye, betrayed some little anxiety to learn the result of
his self-communication.
“And her guns?” at length his Commander abruptly demanded.
“She numbers four more than the ‘Dolphin.’”
“The metal?”
“Is still heavier. In every particular is she a ship a size above your
own.”
“Doubtless she is the property of the King?”
“She is.”
“Then shall she change her masters. By heaven she shall be mine!”
Wilder shook his head, answering only with an incredulous smile.
“You doubt it,” resumed the Rover. “Come hither, and look upon that
deck. Can he whom you so lately quitted muster fellows like these, to
do his biddings?”
The crew of the ‘Dolphin’ had been chosen, by one who thoroughly
understood the character of a seaman, from among all the different
people of the Christian world. There was not a maritime nation in
Europe which had not its representative among; that band of turbulent
and desperate spirits. Even the descendant of the aboriginal possessors
of America had been made to abandon the habits and opinions of his
progenitors, to become a wanderer on that element which had laved the
shores of his native land for ages, without exciting a wish to
penetrate its mysteries in the bosoms of his simple-minded ancestry.
All had been suited, by lives of wild adventure, on the two elements,
for their present lawless pursuits and, directed by the mind which had
known how to obtain and to continue its despotic ascendancy over their
efforts, they truly formed a most dangerous and (considering their
numbers) resistless crew. Their Commander smiled in exultation, as he
watched the evident reflection with which his companion contemplated
the indifference, or fierce joy, which different individuals among them
exhibited at the appearance of an approaching conflict. Even the rawest
of their numbers, the luckless waisters and after-guard, were
apparently as confident of victory as those whose audacity might plead
the apology of uniform and often repeated success.
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