"Ya.s.s, suh, but say don"t fetch it tell he ring."
"Six cups," counted the pilot, "six--You go down with Miss Hayle"s compliments to Mr. Courteney, and----"
"No-o-o-o!" sang Ramsey, running up the scale.
But Watson was firm. "Boy, you heard me, didn"t you?"
Ned, with his eyes down on the bell, interposed: "Hold on, Wats", three into one you can"t. Hugh"s in a confab with the senator and the general."
Ramsey, eating like a hunter come home, suddenly stood. "Now look, everybody, at the _Antelope_. She"s right abeam. Ain"t she abeam, Mr.
Watson?"
Watson drawled that she wasn"t anything else, and Ramsey failed to see that he saw her cast an anxious glance down to the bell and the captain"s chair beyond it.
L
"DELTA WILL DO"
In Horseshoe Cut-off the course was east. When Ned directed Ramsey"s sight to its upper end, where the flood came into view from the north, she feared he would name the point it turned; but he forbore and she gazed on the thin old moon off in the southeast.
"Make out yan bunch o" sycamores?" was his nearest venture. The sycamores were on the point. Across the river where it ran concealed beyond those sycamores--he went on to tell--at the up-stream end of a low pencil stroke of forest between the head of the cut-off and the eastern stars, was another turn, Friar"s Point. But her interest in points had faded, and whether friars abounded on that one or not she took pains not to inquire.
Instead, she was about to ask the cause of a strange silvering in the sky close over the black pencil stroke, when, as on Sunday, the morning star sprang into view and cast its tremulous beam on the waters. She gazed on the white splendor as genuinely enthralled as ever, though at the same time her eye easily, eagerly took in the first clerk, the senator, the general, and Hugh, standing about the captain"s empty chair. They loomed as dimly as the sycamores, yet when a fifth figure drew near them she knew by his fine gait that it was the actor, relieved from the captain"s sick-room by "California" and the cub pilot. A gesture from Hugh stopped him some yards off and he stood leaning on the bell.
For the actor was their theme. This was plain to every one in the pilot-house, the two waiters being gone. A remnant of the food was being consumed by "Harriet" and Joy. All the others were observing, like Ramsey, the morning star and the five men under it. Among her own and Mrs. Gilmore"s draperies Ramsey found that lady"s hand. Except a few low words between the pilots, conversation failed. Without leave-taking Ned left. Presently here he was beneath, on the skylight roof, and now he joined the actor. Ramsey let go the caressed hand and moved nearer to Watson. While he and she gazed far up the stream, yet watched the six men below, he repeated Ned"s question.
"See that clump o" big sycamores a mite to lab-board o" where we"re p"inted?"
She didn"t believe she did.
"Well," he persisted, "that"s it."
"That"s what?"
"Why," said Watson, whose only aim was to set her once more at ease, "that"s the p"int you----"
"Humph." She turned to the two ladies, who, with their eyes frankly below, were counselling together. "Let"s go down there ourselves," she said, but they whispered on.
"Better not," put in Watson; "you can"t help."
His kind intent did not keep the words from hurting. With a faint toss she said:
"I hoped we might be some hindrance."
She laughed in her old manner, dropped her glance again on the two men and the four, and hearkened. So did the two ladies beside her. They could all see who spoke below and could hear each voice in turn, though they could not catch what was said. The only sustained speeches were the senator"s. The general"s interpellations were little regarded. The silent pair at the bell heard everything of essential bearing.
The consciously belated senator had begun with rhetorical regrets for the captain"s and the commodore"s illness and with paternal enthusiasm for those on whom it had brought such grave new cares. His own sympathetic share in their anxieties, he had hurried on to say, had robbed him of sleep and driven him up here solely for this interview. On the way he had chanced upon the general in the----
"Sssame ffframe of mind," the general had said, while the senator pressed as straight on as the _Votaress_.
As far as the interests involved were private to this boat, he said, her officers and owners were ent.i.tled to keep them so and to be let alone in the management of them. But when that management became by its nature a vital part of an acute public problem--a national political issue--he felt bound, both as the Courteneys" private well-wisher and as a public servant, to urge such treatment of the matter as its national importance demanded. A spark, he said, might burn a city! A question of private ownership not worth a garnishee might set a whole nation afire! The arrival of Gilmore at the bell threw him into a sudden heat:
"My G.o.d! Mr. Courteney--Mr. clerk--_I_ shan"t offer to lay hands on _any_ man; not I. All _I_ ask is that you take yours off--of three. My dear sirs, equally as your true friend and as a lover of our troubled country I _beg_ you to liberate those citizens of the sovereign State of Arkansas whom you hold in unlawful duress, and to hear before witnesses the plea they regard as righteous and of national concern."
The sight of Ned joining Gilmore heated him again: "Gentlemen, if you will do that, now, at once, you will save the fortunes of this superb boat, her honored owners, and their fleet. If you don"t you wreck them forever before this day dawns. And you may--great heavens, gentlemen, you _may_ see the first bloodshed of sectional strife."
"K-"tional ssstrife!" growled the general.
The clerk smiled. "Why, senator, those men don"t go beyond Helena. They leave us there, before sun-up."
"Precisely, sir! And if they"re not set free before you enter Helena Reach, or even pa.s.s Friar"s Point, you may as well not free them at all."
Hugh glanced at the clerk as if to speak. The clerk nodded and in the pilot-house they saw Hugh begin:
"Mr. Senator, suppose we do that?"
"You would do me honor, sir, and yourselves more."
"Of course the watchmen of this boat watch."
As Hugh said this the cub pilot came from the captain"s room with some word to Gilmore, who, though yearning to stay, left him and Ned and hastened back to the texas.
Meantime the senator: "I should hope so, sir. I hope every one on watch watches, sir."
"They do. And so we know that you and the general know, perfectly, that the same men who want those three released want Mr. Gilmore put ash.o.r.e.
Is that your wish, too?"
"It is, sssir," put in the general while the senator did some rapid thinking. Now he too replied:
"Mm--no, sir, it is not. And yet--yes, sir, it is."
"Then you would advise us to do that also?"
"I would advise you to do that also."
"Why?"
"Good Lord! my young friend, to save you! you, your father, grandfather, boats, all, and Mr. Gilmore himself!"
"How about his wife?"
"And his wife. For her to be with him may help him if he goes. It can"t if he stays." The speaker had let his voice rise. The pilot-house group caught his words. Also they saw the cub pilot detain Ned when he started forward.
"Let"s go down there ourselves," repeated Ramsey; but the parson"s wife had whisperingly laid both hands on the wife of the actor, and Ramsey chafed to no avail.