Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
Adair, who had heard of the plan being adopted by other boats' crews,
had no objection; and the next day, when the clouds again gathered and
sent down a deluge, such as only falls in the tropics, all hands, with
the exception of two, who remained to take care of the boat, stripped
off their clothes and jumped overboard, swimming about and amusing
themselves till the rain was over. They did the same half a dozen times
during the day, whenever a torrent descended from the clouds, and then
again clambering on board, after rubbing themselves over, put on their
dry garments. The only wonder was that no one was carried off by a
shark, but probably, as they were splashing about and making a loud
noise all the time they were in the water, the savage monsters were kept
at a distance.
The weather again permanently cleared up. Several dhows were chased and
overtaken. The first they boarded had, in addition to her brown-skinned
Arab crew, an equal number of black seamen, who were pulling and hauling
and making themselves very busy; while she also had a large party of
black passengers, who sat ranged round the deck mute as statues, dressed
up in Arab costume, each man having with him two or three wives and
several children.
The captain, or "negoda," as he was called by the Arabs, met Adair with
a smiling countenance as he stepped on board, and expressed himself in
choice Arabic as highly delighted to see the English officer.
"Well, my friend, who are all those black fellows there?" asked Adair,
pointing to the negroes, who were jumping about and tumbling over each
other as they ran from side to side.
The negoda or skipper made signs as if hauling on a rope. "Oh, they are
your crew, are they?" said Adair; on which the skipper nodded his head
as if he had really understood the question.
"And who are those ladies and gentlemen seated so comfortably on the
deck?" continued Adair. The skipper signified that they were coming
from some place in the South, and bound to Mozambique or Zanzibar to
join their relatives. He did this by pronouncing the names of those
places, talking away all the time, and transferring a piece of money
from one hand to the other, as if to show that they had paid their
passages.
"Now let me see your papers," said Adair, moving his hand as if holding
a pen and writing. The Arabs being accustomed to signs, the negoda at
once understood him, and produced from a case some documents written in
Arabic characters, which were about as comprehensible to the English
officer as the words which the voluble skipper was pouring forth into
his ear. The papers might be, for what he could tell, bills of sale for
the negroes on board, or directions to the skipper how to avoid the
English boats and cruisers, with the hint, should he find himself strong
enough, to knock every Briton he could fall in with on the head. Adair,
it is true, had his suspicions that all was not right, but how to
ascertain this was the question.
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