“Leave me!” returned the Rover, stopping short on his walk, and
fastening his eye keenly on the other. “It is not usual for my officers
to leave me at this hour. A sailor should love his ship, and never
sleep out of her, unless on compulsion.”
“We may as well understand each other,” said Wilder, quickly. “If it is
to be a slave, and, like one of the bolts, a fixture in the vessel,
that you need me, our bargain is at an end.”
“Hum! I admire your spirit, sir, much more than your discretion. You
will find me an attached friend and one who little likes a separation,
however short Is there not enough to content you here? I will not speak
of such low considerations as those which administer to the ordinary
appetites. But, you have been taught the value of reason; here are
books—you have taste; here is elegance—you are poor, here is wealth.”
“They amount to nothing, without liberty,” coldly returned the other.
“And what is this liberty you ask? I hope, young man, you would not so
soon betray the confidence you have just received! Our acquaintance is
but short, and I may have been too hasty in my faith.”
“I must return to the land,” Wilder added, firmly, “if it be only to
know that I am intrusted, and am not a prisoner.”
“There is generous sentiment, or deep villany, in all this,” resumed
the Rover, after a minute of deep thought. “I will believe the former.
Declare to me, that, while in the town of Newport, you will inform no
soul of the true character of this ship.”
“I will swear it,” eagerly interrupted Wilder.
“On this cross,” rejoined the Rover, with a sarcastic laugh; “on this
diamond-mounted cross! No, sir,” he added, with a proud curl of the
lip, as he cast the jewel contemptuously aside, “oaths are made for men
who need laws to keep them to their promises; I need no more than the
clear and unequivocal affirmation of a gentleman.”
“Then, plainly and unequivocally do I declare, that, while in Newport,
I will discover the character of this ship to no one, without your
wish, or order so to do. Nay more”—
“No more. It is wise to be sparing of our pledges, and to say no more
than the occasion requires. The time may come when you might do good to
yourself, without harming me, by being unfettered by a promise. In an
hour, you shall land; that time will be needed to make you acquainted
with the terms of your enlistment, and to grace my rolls with your
name.—Roderick,” he added, again touching the gong, “you are wanted,
boy.”
The same active lad, that had made his appearance at the first summons,
ran up the steps from the cabin beneath, and announced his presence
again by his voice.
“Roderick,” continued the Rover, “this is my future lieutenant, and, of
course, your officer, and my friend. Will you take refreshment, sir?
there is little, that man needs, which Roderick cannot supply.”
“I thank you; I have need of none.”
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