He had the envelope still clasped in his left hand, and he glanced at it dully, and then beyond me toward Hutton. Apparently his brain, yet numbed by the blow, failed to entirely comprehend. The Lieutenant, however, was a man of action. With grip on his collar he jerked the poor wretch to his feet, and held him there.
"Hand over those papers to Craig," he ordered shortly, "and be lively about it. I have n"t anything to do with that affair, and I don"t think you will have much more from now on. You are my prisoner, and you are good for a ten spot at least. Stand up, you coward." He forced him back against the rail, and glanced about the deck. The boatswain was coming aft.
"Well, Sloan, how did you find things?"
"All serene, sir; the whole crew bottled up, and mighty little fight left in them."
"The engine room?"
"The engineer was a bit ugly, sir, and had to be man-handled proper.
He "s lyin" in a coal bunker with a sore head, cussin" blue. But the a.s.sistant is a young fellar, an" kin run the engines. I left him in charge with a couple o" lads lookin" after him."
"Who has the wheel?"
"Somers, sir."
"All right; have steam kept up, and make the course south, southeast.
Send a couple of men here to get this boat on deck. Put all the fire-room fellows who won"t work into the forecastle with the others.
Here, take this man along also. He "s the Captain, but no better than the rest."
Henley started back, with some crazy hope of resistance, but the great fist of the boatswain gripped his collar.
"Come on, you," he said, jerking him savagely. "Yer b.l.o.o.d.y pirate; make another crack, an" I "ll land yer one. Is he that Henley, sir?"
of the Lieutenant.
"Yes; ever hear of him?"
"Have I! Aye, many the time. He "s wanted in Galveston, sir, for somethin" worse than runnin" arms--it was a knifin" job, sir."
"And not the last either, if what Craig says is true. Take the fellow forward. Ah! there comes the _Saline_ now--just poking her nose out from behind the ridge."
I looked as he pointed, clutching the recovered papers in my hands, and forgetful of Henley. The sun had discovered an opening in the cloud bank, and a long shaft of golden light played across the water, gleaming with white caps. Into its radiance the revenue cutter was gliding, outlined against the leafy shade of Cosmos Island, her flag standing out like a board in the fresh breeze, her cut.w.a.ter churning up a ma.s.s of foam. She made a beautiful picture, one that fascinated me for the moment, and caused me to forget my own immediate incidents. I was brought back to a realization of the situation by Hutton"s hand on my shoulder.
"Nice-looking old girl, but, like all of her s.e.x, a gay deceiver.
Slowest tub that ever floated a U. S. flag; any coal barge could get away from her in a fair wind. Take her half an hour now to get within hailing distance, and the old man raging to learn the news. How do you feel? still groggy?"
"All right, except for a stiff headache."
"Then come into the cabin. There is nothing more to do on deck, and I want to get sight of the ship"s papers. Where was the fellow cleared for?"
"Santiago."
"And his cargo?"
"Miscellaneous; mostly farm machinery--worth investigating."
"I "ll have some of the boxes broken open, but will take a squint at the papers first. What became of the girl?"
"The steward took her below, and locked her in before the fracas started."
"I thought so; I heard a little of the talk, and hung back so as to give you plenty of time." He laughed, good-humoredly. "Nice little sc.r.a.p, Craig; those fellows never even heard us, until I was over the rail. By the way, is the young lady married? I never heard the whole story."
"She is a widow," I replied, a bit stiffly, resenting his flippancy of tone. "She was the wife of this Henley"s half brother, but I have every reason to believe he is dead."
He looked into my face, a glint of amus.e.m.e.nt in his eyes.
"Let us hope the good news is true," he said soberly. "Come, don"t flare up, man; I recognize the symptoms. But don"t you think she will be crying her pretty eyes out down below?"
We went down the companion stairs together, into a deserted cabin. No steward was in evidence, and, finding the Captain"s stateroom locked, the Lieutenant kicked open the door, and entered. I turned back, explored the pa.s.sage, and finally dragged Louis out from a dark corner of the pantry. That darky was plainly in a state of flunk, his legs trembling, and the whites of his eyes much in evidence.
"Oh, Lor", Ma.s.sa Craig," he whined. "Ah ain"t done nuthin", deed Ah ain"t, sah!"
"You locked up the girl."
"Ah just had to, sah. Captain Henley he just nat"rally skin me alive, sah, if Ah don"t. But Ah nebber hurt her none."
"Where is she?"
"In number five, sah; here--here am de key."
"All right, Louis," and I tossed him into one corner. "Now listen; set that table, and get some food on it quick. Make coffee, but don"t wait for anything else."
"Yes, sah."
I crossed the cabin, and inserted the key. As the door opened she stood there waiting, her hands held out.
CHAPTER x.x.xVII
A HOMEWARD VOYAGE
"It--it is all over with? You have been successful?"
"Yes, don"t worry," and I held her hands fast, looking into her eyes.
"There can be no further trouble. Captain Henley and his crew are prisoners."
"And no one was hurt? You were not?"
"Oh, there are a few sore heads, but nothing serious. I got a crack myself; bled a little--see."
She placed her fingers on the wound, stroking the hair gently, her eyes full of anxiety.
"Is that all? Please tell me; I--I heard a shot fired."
"Henley"s revolver; no damage done. Really you must accept my a.s.surance. Come out into the cabin; Louis is getting breakfast ready."