When the World Shook: Being an Account of the Great Adventure of Bastin, Bickley and ArbuthnotHaggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
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When the World Shook: Being an Account of the Great Adventure of Bastin, Bickley and Arbuthnot
Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
Adventure stories; Science fiction
As a matter of fact I never have. But the incident remains quite
unexplained either by Bickley or Bastin.
CHAPTER VII.
The Orofenans
To our shame we had a very pleasant supper that night off the grilled
fish, which was excellent, and some tinned meat. I say to our shame, in
a sense, for on our companions the sharks were supping and by rights we
should have been sunk in woe. I suppose that the sense of our own
escape intoxicated us. Also, notwithstanding his joviality, none of us
had cared much for the captain, and his policy had been to keep us
somewhat apart from the crew, of whom therefore we knew but little. It
is true that Bastin held services on Sundays, for such as would attend,
and Bickley had doctored a few of them for minor ailments, but there,
except for a little casual conversation, our intercourse began and
ended.
Now the sad fact is that it is hard to be overwhelmed with grief for
those with whom we are not intimate. We were very sorry and that is all
that can be said, except that Bastin, being High Church, announced in a
matter-of-fact way that he meant to put up some petitions for the
welfare of their souls. To this Bickley retorted that from what he had
seen of their bodies he was sure they needed them.
Yes, it was a pleasant supper, not made less so by a bottle of
champagne which Bickley and I shared. Bastin stuck to his tea, not
because he did not like champagne, but because, as he explained, having
now come in contact with the heathen it would never do for him to set
them an example in the use of spirituous liquors.
“However much we may differ, Bastin, I respect you for that sentiment,”
commented Bickley.
“I don’t know why you should,” answered Bastin; “but if so, you might
follow my example.”
That night we slept like logs, trusting to our teak door which we
barricaded, and to Tommy, who was a most excellent watch-dog, to guard
us against surprise. At any rate we took the risk. As a matter of fact,
nothing happened, though before dawn Tommy did growl a good deal, for I
heard him, but as he sank into slumber again on my bed, I did not get
up. In the morning I found from fresh footprints that two or three men
had been prowling about the ship, though at a little distance.
We rose early, and taking the necessary precautions, bathed in the
pool. Then we breakfasted, and having filled every available receptacle
with water, which took us a long time as these included a large tank
that supplied the bath, so that we might have at least a week’s supply
in case of siege, we went on deck and debated what we should do. In the
end we determined to stop where we were and await events, because, as I
pointed out, it was necessary that we should discover whether these
natives were hostile or friendly. In the former event we could hold our
own on the ship, whereas away from it we must be overwhelmed; in the
latter there was always time to move inland.
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