Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
"Me Haggis ben Hamed at your sarvice, Senor Capitan," he answered,
making a salaam; "me undertake show where you find all the slaves on the
coast, and ebbery big ship and dhow that sails."
"And what payment do you expect for rendering us these services?" asked
Murray.
"Forty pesados for one month, sar; eighty, if I take one dhow; and
hundred and sixty, if I help you to one big ship."
"Pretty heavy payment, Master Hamed," observed Murray.
"Ah, Senor Capitan, you not take one vessel without my help--you see,"
answered the interpreter, drawing himself up and looking very important.
Murray suspected that he was right, and finally agreed to pay the
reward demanded. From that moment Hamed was installed on board.
As a fair breeze blew out of the harbour, Murray was in a hurry to be
off. The pilot, however, asserted that he could not venture to take out
the ship except during broad daylight. The _Opal_ had therefore to wait
till the next morning. The pilot accordingly took his departure,
promising to come off again at an early hour. Some time after sunset,
Adair and the master were walking the deck, discussing the plan of their
proposed boat excursion, to which the commander had agreed, when, as
they turned aft, they caught sight of the dark figure of a man who had
just climbed over the taffrail, and now stood quaking and shivering
before them.
"Where do you come from, my friend?" asked Jos; but the stranger did not
reply, except by an increased chattering of his teeth, though he put up
his hand in an attitude of supplication.
"Well, no one wishes to hurt you," said Green; "come forward and let us
see what you are like," and he called to the quartermaster to bring a
lantern. The stranger, gaining courage from the master's kind tone of
voice, followed him and Adair. He was evidently greatly exhausted.
"Bring a cup of hot coffee and some biscuit; it will restore the poor
wretch, and help him to tell us what he wants," said the master.
After taking the food and liquid, the negro speedily revived, and,
drawing his finger across his throat, with the addition of other signs,
he intimated that his master was about to kill him, when he made his
escape; and it was evident that he must have swum a distance of two
miles or more at the risk of his life, to put himself under the
protection of the British flag. His name, he intimated, was Pango; and
that his master, if he should recapture him, would carry him off and
kill him. Hamed, on being summoned, interrogated the black; and from
the account he gave, Adair and Green were convinced that they had
clearly understood Pango's pantomimic language.
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