Mr. Eden. "What punishments have been inflicted on you by the governor?"
Prisoner. "Well, sir! the black-cell, bread and water, and none of that; took away my gas once or twice, but generally it was the punishment jacket."
Mr. Lacy. "Hum! the punishment jacket."
Mr. Eden. "How long since you had the punishment jacket?"
Prisoner. "No longer than yesterday."
Mr. Eden. "Strip, my man, and let us look at your back."
The prisoner stripped and showed his back, striped livid and red by the cutting straps.
Mr. Lacy gave a start, but the next moment he resumed his official composure, and at this juncture Mr. Hawes bustled into the cell and fixed his eye on the prisoner.
"What are you doing?" said he, eying the man.
"The gentleman made me strip, sir," said the prisoner with an ill-used air.
"Have you any complaint to make against me?"
"No, sir!"
"Then what have you been humbugging us for all this time," cried Mr.
Williams contemptuously.
"For instance," cried Mr. Eden in the same tone, glancing slyly at Mr.
Lacy, "how dare you show us frightful wales upon your back when you know they only exist in your imagination--and mine."
Mr. Lacy laughed. "That is true, he can"t retract his wales, and I shall be glad to know how they came there." Here he made a note.
"I will show you by and by," said Mr. Eden.
The next two cells they went to, the prisoners a.s.sured Mr. Lacy that they were treated like Mr. Hawes"s children.
"Well, sir!" said Lacy, with evident satisfaction, "what do you say to that?"
"I say--use your eyes." And he wheeled the last prisoner to the light.
"Look at this hollow eye and faded cheek; look at this trembling frame and feel this halting pulse. Here is a poor wretch crushed and quelled by cruelty till scarce a vestige of man is left. Look at him! here is an object to pretend to you that he has been kindly used. Poor wretch, his face gives the lie to his tongue, and my life on it his body confirms his face. Strip, my lad."
Mr. Hawes interposed, and said it was cruel to make a prisoner strip to gratify curiosity. Mr. Eden laughed. "Come, strip," said he; "the gentleman is waiting." The prisoner reluctantly took off his coat, waistcoat and shirt, and displayed an emaciated person and several large livid stripes on his back. Mr. Lacy looked grave.
"Now, Mr. Lacy, you see the real reason why this humane gentleman did not like the prisoner to strip. Come to another. Before we go in to this one let me ask you one question: Do you think they will ever tell you the truth while Mr. Hawes"s eye is on them?"
"Hum! they certainly seem to stand in awe of Mr. Hawes."
Hawes. "But, sir! you see how bitter the chaplain is against me. Where he is I ought to be if I am to have fair play."
"Certainly, Mr. Hawes, certainly! that is but fair."
Mr. Eden. "What are you in for?"
Prisoner. "Taking a gentleman"s wipe, gentlemen."
Mr. Eden. "Have you been often punished?"
Prisoner. "Yes, your reverence! Why you know I have; now didn"t you save my life when they were starving me to death two months ago?"
Mr. Lacy. "How did he save your life?"
Prisoner. "Made "em put me on the sick list, and put something into my poor belly."
Mr. Lacy. "What state was the man in, Mr. Eden?"
Mr. Eden. "He was like a skeleton, and so weak that he could only speak two or three words at a time, and then had to stop a long while and recover strength to say two or three more. I did not think a human creature could be so near death and not die."
Mr. Lacy. "And did you know the cause?"
Mr. Eden. "Frankly, I did not. I had not at that time fathomed all the horrors of this place."
Mr. Lacy. "Did you tell the chaplain at the time you were starving?"
Prisoner. "No!"
Mr. Eden. "And why not?"
Mr. Hawes. "Simply because he never was starving."
Prisoner. "Well! I"ll tell you, gentlemen. His reverence said to me, "My poor fellow, you are very ill--I must have you on the sick list directly," and then he went for the doctor. Now I knew if I got on the sick list they would fill my belly; so I said to myself, best let well alone. If I had told him it was only starvation he would not interfere, I thought."
Mr. Lacy opened his eyes. Mr. Eden sighed.
Mr. Lacy. "You seem to have a poor opinion of her majesty"s officers."
Prisoner. "Didn"t know him, you see--didn"t know his character; the humbug that was here before him would have let a poor fellow be kicked into his grave before his eyes, and not hold out a hand to save him."
Mr. Lacy. "Let me understand you--were you kept without food?"
Prisoner. "I was a day and a half without any food at all."
Mr. Lacy. "By whose orders?"
Prisoner. "By the governor"s there, and I was a week on a twopenny loaf once a day, and kept at hard work on that till I dropped. Ah, your reverence, I shall never forget your face. I should be under the sod now if it was not for you!"
Williams. "You rascal, the last time I was here you told me you never were so happy and comfortable."
Prisoner. "Ha! ha! ha! ha! he! he! haw! haw! ho! I ask your pardon for laughing, sir; but you are so precious green. Why, if I had told you the truth then I shouldn"t be alive to talk to you now."
"What, I should have murdered you, should I!" said Mr. Hawes, with a lofty sneer.