"It means," said one of the seamen, whose fat, amiable face was marred by a fearful scowl, "that we"ve got a new skipper."
"Good heavens, a mutiny!" exclaimed the skipper, starting melodramatically against the cage, and starting hastily away again.
"Where"s the mate?"
"He"s with us," said another seaman, brandishing his sheath knife, and scowling fearfully. "He"s our new captain."
In confirmation of this the mate now appeared from below with an axe in his hand, and, approaching his captain, roughly ordered him below.
"I"ll defend this lady with my life," cried Hezekiah, taking the handspike from Kate, and raising it above his head.
"n.o.body"ll hurt a hair of her beautiful head," said the mate, with a tender smile.
"Then I yield," said the skipper, drawing himself up, and delivering the handspike with the air of a defeated admiral tendering his sword.
"Good," said the mate briefly, as one of the men took it.
"What!" demanded Miss Rumbolt excitedly, "aren"t you going to fight them? Here, give me the handspike."
Before the mate could interfere, the sailor, with thoughtless obedience, handed it over, and Miss Rumbolt at once tried to knock him over the head. Being thwarted in this design by the man taking flight, she lost her temper entirely, and bore down like a hurricane on the remaining members of the crew who were just approaching.
They scattered at once, and ran up the rigging like cats, and for a few moments the girl held the deck; then the mate crept up behind her, and with the air of a man whose job exactly suited him, clasped her tightly round the waist, while one of the seamen disarmed her.
"You must both go below till we"ve settled what to do with you," said the mate, reluctantly releasing her.
With a wistful glance at the handspike, the girl walked to the cabin, followed slowly by the skipper.
"This is a bad business," said the latter, shaking his head solemnly, as the indignant Miss Rumbolt seated herself.
"Don"t talk to me, you coward!" said the girl energetically.
The skipper started.
"I made three of "em run," said Miss Rumbolt, "and you did nothing. You just stood still, and let them take the ship. I"m ashamed of you."
The skipper"s defence was interrupted by a hoa.r.s.e voice shouting to them to come on deck, where they found the mutinous crew gathered aft round the mate. The girl cast a look at the sh.o.r.e, which was now dim and indistinct, and turned somewhat pale as the serious nature of her position forced itself upon her.
"Lewis," said the mate.
"Well," growled the skipper.
"This ship"s going in the lace and brandy trade, and if so be as you"re sensible you can go with it as mate, d"ye hear?"
"An" s"pose I do; what about the lady?" inquired the captain.
"You and the lady"ll have to get spliced," said the mate sternly. "Then there"ll be no tales told. A Scotch marriage is as good as any, and we"ll just lay off and put you ash.o.r.e, and you can get tied up as right as ninepence."
"Marry a coward like that?" demanded Miss Rumbolt, with spirit; "not if I know it. Why, I"d sooner marry that old man at the helm."
"Old Bill"s got three wives a"ready to my sartin knowledge," spoke up one of the sailors. "The lady"s got to marry Cap"n Lewis, so don"t let"s have no fuss about it."
"I won"t," said the lady, stamping violently.
The mutineers appeared to be in a dilemma, and, following the example of the mate, scratched their heads thoughtfully.
"We thought you liked him," said the mate, at last, feebly.
"You had no business to think," said Miss Rumbolt. "You are bad men, and you"ll all be hung, every one of you; I shall come and see it." "The cap"n"s welcome to her for me," murmured the helmsman in a husky whisper to the man next to him. "The vixen!"
"Very good," said the mate. "If you won"t, you won"t. This end of the ship"ll belong to you after eight o"clock of a night. Lewis, you must go for"ard with the men."
"And what are you going to do with me after?" inquired the fair prisoner.
The seven men shrugged their shoulders helplessly, and Hezekiah, looking depressed, lit his pipe, and went and leaned over the side.
The day pa.s.sed quietly. The orders were given by the mate, and Hezekiah lounged moodily about, a prisoner at large. At eight o"clock Miss Rumbolt was given the key of the state-room, and the men who were not in the watch went below.
The morning broke fine and clear with a light breeze, which, towards mid-day, dropped entirely, and the schooner lay rocking lazily on a sea of gla.s.sy smoothness. The sun beat fiercely down, bringing the fresh paint on the taffrail up in blisters, and sorely trying the tempers of the men who were doing odd jobs on deck.
The cabin, where the two victims of a mutinous crew had retired for coolness, got more and more stuffy, until at length even the scorching deck seemed preferable, and the girl, with a faint hope of finding a shady corner, went languidly up the companion-ladder.
For some time the skipper sat alone, pondering gloomily over the state of affairs as he smoked his short pipe. He was aroused at length from his apathy by the sound of the companion being noisily closed, while loud frightened cries and hurrying footsteps on deck announced that something extraordinary was happening. As he rose to his feet he was confronted by Kate Rumbolt, who, panting and excited, waved a big key before him.
"I"ve done it," she cried, her eyes sparkling.
"Done what?" shouted the mystified skipper.
"Let the bear loose," said the girl. "Ha, ha! you should have seen them run. You should have seen the fat sailor!"
"Let the-phew-let the- Good heavens! here"s a pretty kettle of fish!" he choked.
"Listen to them shouting," cried the exultant Kate, clapping her hands.
"Just listen."
"Those shouts are from aloft," said Hezekiah sternly, "where you and I ought to be."
"I"ve closed the companion," said the girl rea.s.suringly.
"Closed the companion!" repeated Hezekiah, as he drew his knife. "He can smash it like cardboard, if the fit takes him. Go in here."
He opened the door of his state-room.
"Shan"t!" said Miss Rumbolt politely.
"Go in at once!" cried the skipper. "Quick with you."
"Sha-" began Miss Rumbolt again. Then she caught his eye, and went in like a lamb. "You come too," she said prettily.
"I"ve got to look after my ship and my men," said the skipper. "I suppose you thought the ship would steer itself, didn"t you?"