Adventure and adventurers -- Juvenile fiction; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
Boodle having become more composed, hastened away to get the bandages
and some hot water, while Headland, who had at different times assisted
the surgeon on board ship, prepared to dress his friend's hurts.
In due course Harry greatly revived, and was able to tell his story.
"You will be anxious," he said, "to hear about our chase. We thought at
first that we should overhaul the lugger, as we had the breeze while she
was becalmed. Still she managed to slip through the water. We kept her
in sight all night, and the next morning the wind coming ahead I was in
great hopes that we should get up to her--indeed we actually got within
half-a-mile. Another slant of wind favouring her, she went away with
her sheets eased off to the eastward, and shortly afterwards we lost
sight of her in a thick mist which swept over the German Ocean. We
stood on for some hours in the hopes of sighting her again, but when the
fog cleared she was nowhere to be seen. The commander of the cutter
declared that he had done all he could, and that we might as well look
for a needle in a bundle of hay as search longer for the lugger, so we
stood back for Hurlston."
It was some time after nightfall when we landed, and having seen poor
Adam safe in his cottage, I, of course, went up to Downside to let the
ladies know of our return. I was not aware how quickly the time passed.
At length, finding how late it was, I mounted my horse and rode towards
Texford.
I had just got out of the village when two fellows started up in front
of my horse and tried to seize the bridle, when they treated me as I
told you. With two blows of my stick I made them let go, when the
animal springing forward I got clear of them, and, as you may suppose,
did not draw rein till I reached this. They may have been highwaymen,
but I suspect that they belonged to the smugglers' gang, and waylaid me
in revenge for my interference with regard to young Halliburt.
Headland, recollecting the character he had heard of Gaffin, suggested
that he possibly, with one of his companions, had attacked Harry.
"We must see about it to-morrow," he added, "and I must now insist on
your going to bed, Harry, and trying to go to sleep, or your hurts will
probably bring on fever. You must let me take up my berth in this
arm-chair, that I may watch over you during the night."
Though Harry objected, Headland insisted on remaining, and the night
passed away, Harry having given him very little trouble.
Headland was fortunate enough to meet Julia before the rest of the
family had made their appearance. He thus was able to give her the
first account of what had occurred, and to assure her that though Harry
might be kept in the house a few days, he was in no danger.
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