Out towards me in the growing dark I saw her hands reach down to me: and then these eager, welcoming hands were seized and Joanna was between us on her knees.
"Spare him--Oh, lady, in mercy spare my beloved--kill me an you will, but spare this man of mine--these arms have cradled him ere now, this bosom been his pillow--"
"Joan!" I muttered, "Oh, Damaris, beloved--"
But seeing the stricken agony of her look and how she shrank from my touch, I uttered a great cry and turning, sped blindly away and stumbling, fell and was engulfed in choking blackness.
CHAPTER XV
HOW I FELL IN WITH MY FRIEND, CAPTAIN SIR ADAM PENFEATHER
It was the pommel of the long rapier dangling from the chair-back that first drew and held my eye, for this pommel was extremely bright and polished and gleamed on me like a very keen and watchful eye as I watched, though conscious also of the luxury of panelled walls, of rich floor coverings and tapestried hangings, and the man who sat writing so studiously at the carven table. And presently, roused by the scratch of his industrious quill, I fell to watching him, his bowed head, the curve of his back as he stooped. A small, lean man but very magnificent, for his coat of rich purple velvet sat on him with scarce a wrinkle, his great peruke fell in such ample profusion of curls that I could see nought but the tip of his nose as he bent to his writing, and I wondered idly at his so great industry. Now presently he paused to read over what he had written and doing so, began to push and pull at his c.u.mbrous wig and finally, lifting it off, laid it on the table. Thus I saw the man was white-haired and that his ears were mighty strange, being cut and trimmed to points like a dog"s ears; and beholding the jut of brow and nose and resolute chin, I fell to sudden trembling, and striving to lift myself on the bed, wondered to find this such a business.
"Adam!" said I, my voice strangely thin and far away, "Adam Penfeather!"
In one movement, as it seemed to me, he was out of the chair and leaning above me. "Why, Martin," said he. "Why, comrade! Lord love you, Martin, are ye awake at last? Here you"ve lain these twelve hours like a dead man and small wonder, what with your wound--"
"So you have come--at last, Adam?"
"And in good time, shipmate!"
"Where am I?"
"Safe aboard my ship, the _Deliverance_."
""Twas you fought the _Happy Despatch_?"
"Aye, Martin, and should have very properly destroyed every rogue aboard but for my lady--"
"My lady?" said I, sitting up. "My lady--Joan?"
"Aye, verily--"
"Then "tis true--all true!" said I, and fell a-trembling. "My lady"s here?"
"She is, Martin, and more"s the pity. For look"ee, having boarded yon devil"s craft and cut down such as resisted, I was very properly for hanging such as remained, when down on me comes my lady and is for carrying the rogues to trial, the which is but vain labour and loss o" time, since each and all of my twenty and three prisoners is bound to swing soon or late, as I told her, but, "No matter, Sir Adam," says she. "Law is law, Sir Adam," quo" she. When cometh G.o.dby, running, to say the cursed ship was afire, and coming to the main hatchway, I beheld, half-strangled in the smoke, yourself, shipmate, and a woman in your arms--"
"Ha--"twas Joanna!" said I, leaping in the bed. "What of her, Adam--what of her, man?"
"A fine woman, I"ll allow, Martin, and by her looks a lady of quality--"
"Say a demon rather--a very she-devil!"
"Why, as you will, Martin, as you will!" said he. "Only rest you, lest the fever take you again."
"How was I wounded, then?"
"A flying splinter in the head, Martin, so Surgeon Penruddock says. But then you have a marvellous stout skull, as I do know, shipmate."
"What ha" you done with Joanna--where is she?"
"Content you, Martin, she is safe enough and well cared for; you shall see her anon," said he, stroking his long chin and viewing me with his quick, keen eyes, "But first you shall eat!" And he rang the small silver bell that stood upon the table, whereon in dame a soft-footed serving-man in handsome livery, who, receiving Adam"s commands, presently bowed himself out again.
Hereupon Adam set on his periwig and fell to pacing slowly to and fro, his feet soundless upon the rich carpet, viewing me now and then like one that ponders some problem. Now, beholding his air of latent power and indomitable mastery, the richness of his habit, the luxury that surrounded him, it seemed in very truth that he was the great gentleman and I the merest poor suppliant for his bounty; whereupon I must needs contrast his case with mine and perceiving myself no better than I had been three weary years since, to wit: the same poor, dest.i.tute wretch, I fell into a black and sullen humour:
"You go vastly fine these days!" quoth I, scowling (like the surly dog I was).
"Aye, Martin--I am so vastly rich!" he sighed. "I am a baronet, shipmate!"
he nodded dolefully. "And what is worse, I own many rich manors and countless broad acres besides divers castles, mansions, houses and the like. Thus all men do protest friendship for me, and at this moment there be many n.o.ble ladies do sigh for me or the manors and castles aforesaid.
And there was a d.u.c.h.ess, Martin, was set upon wedding my riches (and me along of "em) but I have no leaning to d.u.c.h.esses, though this one was young and comely enough. So went I to the King, who by his grace suffered me to fit out, provision, arm and man this ship at my own expense, Martin, and square away for the Spanish Main to sink, burn and utterly destroy such pirate vessels as I can bring to action. So here am I, shipmate, since I had rather fight rogues when and where I may than marry a d.u.c.h.ess once. And here cometh what shall do you a world o" good, Martin--broth with a dash o" rum--which is good for a man, soul and body!" said he, as the serving-fellow appeared, bearing a silver tray whereon stood broth in a silver bowl of most delectable odour. And indeed, very good broth I found it.
So whiles I ate, Adam, sitting near, told me much of his doings since he left me solitary on Bartlemy"s Island, but of my lady Joan Brandon he spoke no word.
""Tis but three short years since we parted, shipmate, three short years--"
"Three long, empty years!" said I bitterly.
"Aye, truth!" quoth he. "You had a mind to nought but vengeance, which is an empty thing, as belike you"ll allow, Martin, you being now three long, empty years the wiser?"
Here, what with the hot broth and my hotter anger, I came nigh to choking, whereupon he rose and, seeing the bowl empty, took it from me and thereafter set another pillow to my back, the while I reviled him impotently.
"There, there, Martin!" said he, patting my shoulder as I had been a petulant child. "Never miscall Adam that is your friend, for if you have wasted yourself in a vanity, so have I, for here you see me full of honours, Martin, a justice, a member o" Parliament, a power at Court with great lords eager for my friendship and great ladies eager to wed me. Yet here am I safe at sea and fighting rogues as often as I may, for great riches is a plague that tainteth love and friendship alike--_vanitas vanitatum, omnium vanitas_!"
"Yet your three years have been turned to better account than mine!" said I, grown suddenly humble.
"In the matter of houses and land, Martin?"
"Aye!" I nodded. "For my three years I"ve nought to show but scars and rags."
"Not so, Martin, for your fortune marched with mine. Lord love you, I never bought stick or stone or acre of land but I bought one for you, comrade, share and share, shipmate. So, if I am a man o" great possessions, so are you, Martin; there be lands and houses in old England waiting their master as you sit there." Now at this I lay silent awhile, but at last I reached out a fumbling hand, the which he took and wrung in his vital clasp.
"G.o.d help me, Adam!" said I. "What have these years made of me?"
"That same scowling, unlovely, honest-hearted self-deluder that is my sworn comrade and blood-brother and that I do love heartily for his own sake and the sake of my lady Joan. For look"ee, she hath oft told me of you and the life you lived together on Bartlemy"s Island."
"And has she so indeed?" quoth I.
"Aye, verily. Lord, Martin, when she waked from her swoon aboard ship and found I had sailed without you, she was like one distraught and was for having me "bout ship that she might stay to comfort you in your solitude.
And so I did, Martin, but we were beset by storm and tempest and blown far out of our course and further beset by pirates and the like evils, and in the end came hardly to England with our lives. No sooner there than my lady fits out an expedition to your relief and I busied with divers weighty concerns, she sails without me and is wrecked in the Downs, whereby she lost her ship and therewith all she possessed, save only Conisby Shene, the which she holdeth in your name, Martin."
"Adam," said I, "Oh, Adam, surely this world hath not her like--"
"a.s.suredly not!" quoth he. "The which doth put me to great wonder you should come to forget her a while--"
"Forget her? I?"