The Voyage of the Arrow to the China Seas.: Its Adventures and Perils, Including Its Capture by Sea Vultures from the Countess of Warwick, as Set Down by William Gore, Chief MateHains, T. Jenkins (Thornton Jenkins)
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The Voyage of the Arrow to the China Seas.: Its Adventures and Perils, Including Its Capture by Sea Vultures from the Countess of Warwick, as Set Down by William Gore, Chief Mate
Benson saw the glimmer of my smile in the moonlight and evidently
thought me pleased with the prospect, for his tone was even more
conciliating as he went on.
“If there’s anything of value in the ship, of value which can be turned
into ready money, understand, let me know about it,” he went on. “We
will go halves on whatever you can turn to account. There don’t seem to
be much that we could take ashore with us except the nautical
instruments, and I suppose they would excite suspicion if we tried to
sell them.”
“We might bond the ship,” I said, “by taking her into Buenos Ayres, and
then make a quick get-away to the southward. If you are a good hand at
forgery you might get out some kind of papers that would pass at the
custom house long enough for us to get the money and clear out.”
“No, there’s too many of us. The rest could not be kept under long
enough for any such deal. You see that we don’t get too close to the
river. We must take our chances with the little we have.”
“Do you mean to sink her?” I asked.
“No, burn her,” he said, “and do you think it would be best for all of
this crowd to get ashore at once?”
I saw his hideous meaning. The fellow was making it pretty clear that I
was never to get ashore at all. There was every prospect of the large
majority of the convicts remaining aboard, for Benson certainly never
meant that half a hundred men should be turned loose upon South America
to tell of their happenings. Just how he intended to dispose of the mass
was the question.
“We have six boats,” I said, “and they will hold every one aboard
easily, if the weather isn’t too rough.”
“A ship will always sink after she is burned, don’t you think?” he
asked.
“Yes, if she is burned deep enough,” I answered.
“Well, she will be burned deep enough and the weather will be very
rough. We will need all the boats to carry what stuff we can pick up.”
“What do you mean to pick up?” I asked.
“Now, I say, Gore, you must know that men can’t live without money. The
first sail we sight you will report to me. It’s probable that all
vessels going this way carry something of value, isn’t it?”
I said I thought it was.
“Well, then, we must take what we can get and not take too much trouble
asking about the ownership. You get your share, you see, and I expect
you to give a good account of yourself in a fracas. You’re a stocky
built fellow and put up a good fight the day we took you. Now you must
show what you can do taking the other fellow in turn.”
“I see,” I said, “I reckon I’ll do my share.”
“If it wasn’t for the risk, I would like to keep cruising along
indefinitely,” said Benson. “Life is very pleasant aboard a fine ship,
especially when one has a wife and good crew.”
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