I found him lying upon one of the skylights, with a signal-flag under his head, smoking a pipe, whilst three or four of the men sat round him smoking also. All plain sail had been made, as I had directed, and the ship heading west-south-west under a glorious sky, and all around a brilliantly clear horizon and an azure sea. Away on our lee quarter was a large steamer steering south, brig-rigged, bound, I took it, to the west coast of Africa. The men about the carpenter made a movement when they saw me, as though they would leave the poop, but one of them made some remark in a low voice, which kept them all still. The carpenter, seeing me watching the steamer, called out-- "She wouldn't take long to catch us, would she? I hope there's no man on board this wessel as 'ud like to see her alongside, or would do anything to bring her near. I wouldn't like to be the man as 'ud do it--would you, Joe?" "Well, I'd rather ha' made my vill fust than forgot it, if so it were that I was that man," responded the fellow questioned. "We're glad you've come up," continued the carpenter, addressing me, though without shifting his posture, "for blowed if I know what to do if she _should_ get askin' us any questions. What 'll _you_ do, Mr. Royle?" "Let her signal us first," I replied, quite alive to the sinister suggestiveness of these questions. "Put the helm up and go astern of her--that's what my advice is," said one of the men. "You'll provoke suspicion if you do that," I exclaimed. "However, you can act as you please." "Mr. Royle's quite right," said the man addressed as Joe. "Why can't you leave him alone? He knows more about it than us, mates." "She's going twelve knots," I said, "and will cross our bows soon enough. Let her signal, we're not bound to answer." The men, in spite of themselves, watched her anxiously, and so did others on the forecastle, such cowards does conscience make of men. As for myself, I gazed at her with bitter indifference. The help that I stood in need of was not likely to come from such as she, or indeed from any vessel short of an inquisitive Government ship. Moreover, the part I was playing was too difficult to permit me to allow any impulse to inspire. The smallest distrust that I should occasion might cost me my life. My _rôle_ then surely was to seem one with the men, heart and soul. "Let her go off a point," I exclaimed to the man steering. "They'll not notice that, and she'll be across us the sooner for it." We were slipping through the water quickly, and by the time she was on our weather bow the steamer was near enough to enable us to see the awning stretched over her after-deck, and a crowd of persons watching us. She was a great ocean steamer, and went magnificently through the water. In a few minutes she was dead on end, dwindling the people watching us, but leaving such a long wake astern of her that we went over it. What would I have given to be on board of her! "Let her come to again!" I sang out.