A millionaire at sixteen : $b or, The cruise of the Guardian-Mother — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
A millionaire at sixteen : $b or, The cruise of the Guardian-Mother
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The shipmaster took his leave of the young man, and proceeded in
the carriage that was waiting for him to the residence of Captain
Singfield, a brother of the late owner of the new steam-yacht, who
had the disposal of the handsome craft in his hands. Captain Brisbane
showed Louis to a stateroom, and he was between the sheets before the
steamer got away from the pier. Flounder went to the forecastle to find
a place to sleep, while the cook spread himself out on the divan in the
pilot-house to finish his night’s sleep.
It was about sunrise when Louis was called. He had slept five hours,
and he felt like a new millionaire. He found that the Phantom had been
off Squam an hour or more, waiting for the tide to make a little more.
Every vessel that could possibly be the Maud had been followed and
examined, but Bickling pronounced against all of them. The steamer was
to make thorough work of the search this time. The plan had been laid
out by Captain Ringgold, and if the schooner came out of any inlet on
the high tide she would be intercepted by the steamer.
The Phantom ran into an inlet with an Indian name, and a boat was sent
ashore to make inquiries at a life-saving station. The Maud had not
been seen, and the men were sure that no such craft had gone in at the
opening. The steamer then proceeded to the north about six miles to
another opening in the coast. Louis had gone to the pilot-house, and
was looking with all his might in every direction for any appearance of
the fugitive craft. The captain rang his bell to stop her as soon as
she had passed into a broad inlet which extended some distance to the
north. The shore here was covered with pines, so that a portion of the
sheet of water could not be seen.
“I wrote down all the facts, time, and distances, as Captain Ringgold
gave them to me,” said Captain Brisbane, as he took a paper from his
little desk in one corner of the pilot-house. “The Maud left her
anchorage last night at eleven o’clock, Mr. Belgrave. In my judgment,
the schooner could not have got any farther to the south than we are
now.”
“Well, captain, what shall we do?” asked Louis.
“From the point where we are now, we can look out to sea and observe
every vessel that goes along the coast, and we can intercept anything
coming out of this bay,” replied Captain Brisbane, with a long gape.
“I have but a small crew, and the fact of it is that we are all about
used up, I have not slept a wink for thirty hours; neither have my
engineer and the hands. You have two men with you who ought to be
fresh, for they have been asleep for the last six hours. I can’t go in
any farther, for the tide would leave me high and dry before noon. Now,
if you are so disposed, you can take the boat, and explore the bay to
your satisfaction, while the rest of us get a little sleep.”
Louis decided at once to examine the bay, and his two men were called.
CHAPTER XXVI
AMONG THE PINES