After spending some time in examining the locality, they were about to
embark, when a dark visage was seen peering out at them from among the
trees. Instead of making chase to catch him, Mr Cherry stood still and
beckoned to him. This gave the native courage, who, seeing also that no
injury had been done to the village, after a little hesitation advanced.
One of Jack's crew was a Malay, who could speak not only his own
language, but that of many of the surrounding tribes. He had no
difficulty in entering into conversation with the native, who asserted
that his people had taken the British for pirates, and had run away in
consequence. To prove his sincerity, he offered to pilot the boats to
the chief haunts of the pirates. As there was no reason to doubt him,
his offer was accepted. He merely requested time to equip himself for
the expedition. He entered one of the houses, and soon returned with a
couple of creeses stuck in his sash, and a sword by his side, and the
whole party, embarking once more, proceeded on their voyage. Their
volunteer pilot was a merry, talkative fellow. What his real name was
it was difficult to make out exactly, so Jack gave him that of
Hoddidoddi, which it sounded very like, and he at once readily answered
to it.
All that day they sailed on without seeing anything of the pirates.
They began to last to fancy that Hoddidoddi was deceiving them; but he
entreated them not to despair, and promised, by noon the next day at
farthest, to bring them in sight of the marauders. They brought up at
night in a sheltered bay, where the water was as smooth as a mill-pond.
Jack and Adair grew very sentimental as they leaned back in the
stern-sheets of Mr Cherry's boat, where all the officers had collected
to smoke their cigars, and looked up into the dark sky, sprinkled with
stars innumerable. What they said need not be repeated.
"Come, lads, dismount from your Pegasus, and turn in and get a little
sleep," cried their commanding officer; "we've a hard day's work before
us to-morrow, I suspect."
This warning brought their thoughts back to the business in which they
were engaged, and, returning to their respective boats, those not on
watch were very quickly wrapped in what, as Paddy said, "might have been
`soft repose,' if it wasn't that the planks were so mighty hard." They
were awoke before dawn by a summons from Hoddidoddi, who declared that
there was sufficient light for him to pilot them, if they wished to
proceed. The anchors were at once got up, and they pulled away along
shore.
By daylight they came to a broad channel some miles wide. Their pilot
averred that they should find the pirate fleet across it. Away they
dashed. A thin silvery mist hung over the ocean; sufficient, however,
to conceal them from any one on the lookout on the opposite shore. Only
here and there, as they approached, a few palm-trees, rearing their
heads above the mist, showed where the shore itself was.
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