"Mr. Somers, I haven"t slept an hour during the night. There are one or two points in your statement which were a little dark to me," said Mr.
Hackleford.
"More than that of it is dark to me. I do not profess to understand the whole of it. I only state the facts from my own point of view."
"You listened to this talk between Coles and Langdon at the sailors"
boarding-house in Front Street?"
"Yes, sir."
"If you saw Coles there, how could--"
"I didn"t see him, sir; I only heard him."
"That accounts for it," said Mr. Hackleford, musing. "Didn"t you recognize Mr. Pillgrim"s voice?"
"No, sir; I think he changed it; though the two tones were so similar that I might have recognized it, if I had suspected they were the same person."
Mr. Hackleford asked other questions, which Somers answered with strict regard to the truth, rather than with the intention of removing the first lieutenant"s doubts. He wanted only facts himself, and he was careful not to distort them, in order to confirm any theory of his own or of his superior officer.
Mr. Hackleford went on deck, and Somers turned in. He was in condition to sleep now, and he improved his four hours below to the best advantage.
After general quarters, when the crew were dismissed, he went down to his state-room, prepared to meet Mr. Pillgrim. He was surprised to know how little curiosity he felt to learn what the traitor wanted and expected of him. Punctual to the appointed time, which exhibited the interest he felt in the expected interview, the treacherous second lieutenant made his appearance. Somers received him as one officer should receive another, though it was hard work for him to disguise the contempt and detestation with which he regarded the traitor.
"Well, Somers, now I am to tell you what I want of you. It isn"t much, as I warned you before; and I am very glad to see that you are in such a happy frame of mind."
"I am ready to hear you, and do the best I can," replied Somers, carefully following the instructions of Mr. Hackleford with regard to matter and manner.
He had been cautioned to be ready enough in listening to the chief conspirator, but not too ready, so as to betray his object.
"Good! I think you understand me now."
"I think I do, sir."
"I am sorry to do it, but it is necessary for me to remind you again that your fate is in my hands; that a word from me would subject you to a trial by court martial for treason, and probably to more hemp rope than would feel good about your neck."
"Though I don"t think I am in so much danger as you represent, I will grant your position."
"Don"t grant it, if you think it is not correct;" and Mr. Pillgrim minutely detailed the evidence which could be brought to bear against him.
Somers appeared to be overwhelmed by this array of testimony. He groaned, looked hopeless, and finally granted the traitor"s position in full.
"I am in your power. Do with me as you will. Of course the moment I put my foot on a rebel deck I am ruined."
"You can do as you please about going into the Confederate service. What I want of you will not compromise you as a loyal man in the slightest degree."
"What do you want of me?"
"Not quite so loud, if you please, Mr. Somers," said the lieutenant, glancing at the door. "To me, Somers, you have been a thorn. You lost me the Snowden, and the valuable cargo of the Theban."
"I only did my duty," pleaded Somers.
"Bah! don"t use that word to me again. Through you a fortune slipped through my fingers. I should have got the Snowden into Wilmington, if you had not meddled with the matter. I have lost eighty thousand dollars by you."
"Of course I had no ill will against you personally."
"Very true; if you had, you would have been a dead man before this time.
Phil Kennedy was a fool, but he was my best friend. I have his bond for forty thousand dollars, which is waste paper just now. Phil fell by your hand."
"It was in fair fight."
"Nonsense! What matter is it to me how he fell, whether it was in fair fight or foul? He is dead; that is all."
"What has all this to do with me?" asked Somers, with seeming impatience.
"Much, my dear fellow. Phil was to marry Kate Portington; was to pocket her fortune. You have cut him out. You will marry her, and in due time come into possession of a million. The commodore is apoplectic, and will not live many years. Do you see my point?"
"I do not," answered Somers, disgusted with this heartless statement.
"As you cheated me out of the Snowden, as you killed Phil Kennedy, as you will marry Kate Portington, I propose that you a.s.sume and pay Phil"s bond."
"I?"
"Certainly--you; Mr. Somers; Kate"s prodigy," laughed Pillgrim.
"Never!" exclaimed Somers, jumping to his feet.
"You speak too loud, Mr. Somers."
"Am I a dog, or a snake, or a toad, that I should do such an unclean thing?"
The traitor took from his pocket the oath of allegiance, opened it, and in silence thrust it into his companion"s face.
"I have sold myself."
"You have, Somers. Think of it. If I have to make out a case against you, of course you will never see Kate again. Let me add, that the commodore sets his life by me. We were old friends before the war. You may marry his daughter with my consent, but not without it."
"I never thought of such a thing."
"Perhaps not. We waste time. Will you sign the bond?"
"The bond is good for nothing. No court--"
"That is my affair. If you agree to it, I will run all risks. I trouble no courts. If you don"t pay, I have only to speak, and hang you then."
"I am lost," groaned Somers.
"No, you are not. Sign, and you have found fortune and a friend."