"Nothing of the sort, if you have managed your work cleverly. Come, tell me all, before we are interrupted again."
"Tell ye all about it! Why, there"s part on"t I am afraid to think on; let alone talk about it."
"Spare me your scruples, and give me your facts," said Wardlaw coldly.
"First of all, did you succeed in shifting the bullion as agreed?"
The sailor appeared relieved by this question.
"Oh, that is all right," said he. "I got the bullion safe aboard the _Shannon,_ marked for lead."
"And the lead on board the _Proserpine?"_
"Ay, shipped as bullion."
"Without suspicion?"
"Not quite."
"Great Heaven! Who?"
"One clerk at the shipping agent"s scented something queer, I think.
James Seaton. That was the name he went by."
"Could he prove anything?"
"Nothing. He knew nothing for certain; and what he guessed won"t never be known in England now." And Wylie fidgeted in his chair.
Notwithstanding this a.s.surance Wardlaw looked grave, and took a note of that clerk"s name. Then he begged Wylie to go on. "Give me all the details," said he. "Leave _me_ to judge their relative value. You scuttled the ship?"
"Don"t say that! don"t say that!" cried Wylie, in a low but eager voice.
"Stone walls have ears." Then rather more loudly than was necessary, "Ship sprung a leak that neither the captain, nor I, nor anybody could find, to stop. Me and my men, we all think her seams opened, with stress of weather." Then, lowering his voice again, "Try and see it as we do; and don"t you ever use such a word as that what come out of your lips just now. We pumped her hard; but "twarn"t no use. She filled, and we had to take to the boats."
"Stop a moment. Was there any suspicion excited?"
"Not among the crew. And suppose there was, I could talk "em all over, or buy "em all over, what few of "em is left. I"ve got "em all with me in one house, and they are all square, don"t you fear."
"Well, but you said "among the _crew!"_ Whom else can we have to fear?"
"Why, n.o.body. To be sure, one of the pa.s.sengers was down on me; but what does that matter now?"
"It matters greatly--it matters terribly. Who was this pa.s.senger?"
"He called himself the Reverend John Hazel. He suspected something or other; and what with listening here, and watching there, he judged the ship was never to see England, and I always fancied he told the lady."
"What, was there a lady there?"
"Ay, worse luck, sir; and a pretty girl she was. Coming home to England to die of consumption; so our surgeon told me."
"Well, never mind her. The clergyman! This fills me with anxiety. A clerk suspecting us at Sydney, and a pa.s.senger suspecting us in the vessel.
There are two witnesses against us already."
"No; only one."
"How do you make that out?"
"Why, White"s clerk and the parson, they was one man."
Wardlaw stared in utter amazement.
"Don"t ye believe me?" said Wylie. "I tell ye that there clerk boarded us under an alias. He had shaved off his beard; but, bless your heart, I knew him directly."
"He came to verify his suspicions," suggested Wardlaw, in a faint voice.
"Not he. He came for love of the sick girl, and nothing else; and you"ll never see either him or her, if that is any comfort to you."
"Be good enough to conceal nothing. Facts must be faced."
"That is too true, sir. Well, we abandoned her, and took to the boats. I commanded one."
"And Hudson the other?"
"Hudson! No."
"Why, how was that? and what has become of him?"
"What has become of Hudson?" said Wylie, with a start. "There"s a question! And not a drop to wet my lips and warm my heart. Is this a tale to tell dry? Can"t ye spare a drop of brandy to a poor devil that has earned ye 150,000 pounds, and risked his life, and wrecked his soul to do it?"
Wardlaw cast a glance of contempt on him, but got up and speedily put a bottle of old brandy, a tumbler and a caraffe of water on the table before him.
Wylie drank a winegla.s.sful neat, and gave a sort of sigh of satisfaction.
And then ensued a dialogue, in which, curiously enough, the brave man was agitated, and the timid man was cool and collected. But one reason was, the latter had not imagination enough to realize things unseen, though he had caused them.
Wylie told him how Hudson got to the bottle, and would not leave the ship. "I think I see him now, with his cutla.s.s in one hand, and his rum bottle in the other, and the waves running over his poor, silly face, as she went down. Poor Hiram! he and I had made many a trip together, before we took to this."
And Wylie shuddered, and took another gulp at the brandy.
While he was drinking to drown the picture, Wardlaw was calmly reflecting on the bare fact. "Hum," said he, "we must use that circ.u.mstance. I"ll get it into the journals. Heroic captain. Went down with the ship. Who can suspect Hudson in the teeth of such a fact? Now pray go on, my good Wylie. The boats!"
"Well, sir, I had the surgeon, and ten men, and the lady"s maid, on board the long-boat; and there was the parson, the sick lady, and five sailors aboard the cutter. We sailed together, till night, steering for Juan Fernandez; then a fog came on and we lost sight of the cutter, and I altered my mind and judged it best to beat to win"ard, and get into the track of ships. Which we did, and were nearly swamped in a sou" wester; but, by good luck, a Yankee whaler picked us up, and took us to Buenos Ayres, where we shipped for England, what was left of us, only four, besides myself; but I got the signatures of the others to my tale of the wreck. It is all as square as a die, I tell you."
"Well done. Well done. But, stop! the other boat, with that sham parson on board, who knows all. She will be picked up, too, perhaps."
"There is no chance for that. She was out of the tracks of trade; and, I"ll tell ye the truth, sir." He poured out half a tumbler of brandy, and drank a part of it; and, now, for the first time, his hand trembled as he lifted the gla.s.s. "Some fool had put the main of her provisions aboard the longboat; that is what sticks to me, and won"t let me sleep. We took a chance, but we didn"t give one. I think I told you there was a woman aboard the cutter, that sick girl, sir. Oh, but it was hard lines for her, poor thing! I see her pale and calm; oh, Lord, so pale and calm; every night of my life; she kneeled aboard the cutter with her white hands a-clasped together, praying."
"Certainly, it is all very shocking," said Wardlaw; "but then, you know, if they had escaped, they would have exposed us. Believe me, it is all for the best."
Wylie looked at him with wonder. "Ay," said he, after staring at him a long time; "you can sit here at your ease, and doom a ship and risk her people"s lives. But if you had to do it, and see it, and then lie awake thinking of it, you"d wish all the gold on earth had been in h.e.l.l before you put your hand to such a piece of work."