The Captain desired him to come on board, and then drew him aside,
conversing earnestly with him. The Spanish fisherman was a very
powerful man; he was equipped in a blue cotton shirt, Osnaburg trowsers,
sandals of untanned bullock’s hide, a straw hat, and wore the eternal
greasy red sash and long knife. He was a bold, daring looking fellow,
and frequently looked frowningly on me, and shook his head impatiently,
while the Captain, as it seemed, was explaining to him who I was. Just
in this nick of time my friend Potomac handed up my uniform coat, (I had
previously been performing my ablutions on deck in my shirt and
trowsers,) which I put on, swab and all, thinking no harm. But there
must have been mighty great offence nevertheless, for the fisherman, in
a twinkling, casting a fierce look at me, jumped overboard like a
feather, clearing the rail like a flying fish, and swam to his canoe
that had shoved off a few paces.
When he got on board he stood up and shook his clenched fist at Obed,
shouting, “Picaro, traidor, Ingleses hay abordo, quieres enganarnos!” He
then held up the blade of his paddle, a signal which all the canoes
answered in a moment in the same manner, and then pulled towards the
land, from whence a felucca, invisible until that moment, now swept out,
as if she had floated up to the surface by magic, for I could see
neither creek nor indentation on the shore, nor the smallest symptom of
any entrance to a port or cove. For a few minutes the canoes clustered
round this necromantic craft, and I could notice that two or three hands
from each of them jumped on board; they then paddled off in a string,
and vanished one by one amongst the mangrove bushes as suddenly as the
felucca had appeared. All this puzzled me exceedingly I looked at Obed
he was evidently sorely perplexed.
“I had thought to have put you on board a British vessel before this, or
failing that, to have run down, and landed you at St Jago, Mr Cringle,
as I promised; but you see I am prevented by these honest men there.
Get below, and as you value your life, and, I may say, mine, keep your
temper, and be civil.”
I did as he suggested but peeped out of the cabin skylight to see what
was going on, notwithstanding. The felucca was armed with a heavy
carronade on a pivot, and as full of men as she could hold, fierce, half
naked, savage looking fellows,--she swept rapidly up to us, and closing
on our larboard quarter, threw about five-and-twenty of her genteel
young people on board, who immediately secured the crew, and seized
Obed. However, they, that is, the common sailors, seemed to have no
great stomach for the job, and had it not been for the fellow I had
frightened overboard, I don’t think one of them would have touched him.
Obed bore all this with great equanimity.
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