Mr. Harris looked, and, opening the door with extreme care, melted slowly from a gaze too terrible for human endurance.
"We went down like a stone," continued the mate, as Miss Smith resumed her seat and smiled at him. "When we came up he tried to get away again.
I think we went down again a few more times, but I ain"t sure. Then we crawled out; leastways I did, and pulled him after me."
"He might have drowned you," said Miss Smith, with a severe glance at her unfortunate admirer. "And it"s my belief that he tumbled in after all, and when you thought he was struggling to get away he was struggling to be saved. That"s more like him."
"Well, they"re all right now," said Mr. Smith, as Mr. Heard broke in with some vehemence. "And this chap"s going to "ave the Royal Society"s medal for it, or I"ll know the reason why."
"No, no," said the mate, hurriedly; "I wouldn"t take it, I couldn"t think of it."
"Take it or leave it," said Mr. Smith; "but I"m going to the police to try and get it for you. I know the inspector a bit."
"I can"t take it," said the horrified mate; "it-it-besides, don"t you see, if this isn"t kept quiet Mr. Heard will be locked up for trying to commit suicide."
"So he would be," said the other man from his post by the door; "he"s quite right."
"And I"d sooner lose fifty medals," said Mr. Dix. "What"s the good of me saving him for that?"
A murmur of admiration at the mate"s extraordinary n.o.bility of character jarred harshly on the ears of Mr. Heard. Most persistent of all was the voice of Miss Smith, and hardly able to endure things quietly, he sat and watched the tender glances which pa.s.sed between her and Mr. Dix.
Miss Smith, conscious at last of his regards, turned and looked at him.
"You could say you tumbled in, Arthur, and then he would get the medal,"
she said, softly.
"Say!" shouted the overwrought Mr. Heard. "Say I tum-"
Words failed him. He stood swaying and regarding the company for a moment, and then, flinging open the door, closed it behind him with a bang that made the house tremble.
The mate followed half an hour later, escorted to the ship by the entire Smith family. Fortified by the presence of Miss Smith, he pointed out the exact scene of the rescue without a tremor, and, when her father narrated the affair to the skipper, whom they found sitting on deck smoking a last pipe, listened undismayed to that astonished mariner"s comments.
News of the mate"s heroic conduct became general the next day, and work on the ketch was somewhat impeded in consequence. It became a point of honor with Mr. Heard"s fellow-townsmen to allude to the affair as an accident, but the romantic nature of the transaction was well understood, and full credit given to Mr. Dix for his self-denial in the matter of the medal. Small boys followed him in the street, and half Pebblesea knew when he paid a visit to the Smith"s, and discussed his chances. Two nights afterwards, when he and Miss Smith went for a walk in the loneliest spot they could find, conversation turned almost entirely upon the over-crowded condition of the British Isles.
The Starfish was away for three weeks, but the little town no longer looked dull to the mate as she entered the harbor one evening and glided slowly towards her old berth. Emma Smith was waiting to see the ship come in, and his taste for all other amus.e.m.e.nts had temporarily disappeared.
For two or three days the course of true love ran perfectly smooth; then, like a dark shadow, the figure of Arthur Heard was thrown across its path. It haunted the quay, hung about the house, and cropped up unexpectedly in the most distant solitudes. It came up behind the mate one evening just as he left the ship and walked beside him in silence.
"Halloa," said the mate, at last.
"Halloa," said Mr. Heard. "Going to see Emma?"
"I"m going to see Miss Smith," said the mate.
Mr. Heard laughed; a forced, mirthless laugh.
"And we don"t want you following us about," said Mr. Dix, sharply. "If it"ll ease your mind, and do you any good to know, you never had a chance She told me so."
"I sha"n"t follow you," said Mr. Heard; "it"s your last evening, so you"d better make the most of it."
He turned on his heel, and the mate, pondering on his last words, went thoughtfully on to the house.
Amid the distraction of pleasant society and a long walk, the matter pa.s.sed from his mind, and he only remembered it at nine o"clock that evening as a knock sounded on the door and the sallow face of Mr. Heard was thrust into the room.
"Good-evening all," said the intruder.
"Evening, Arthur," said Mr. Smith, affably.
Mr. Heard with a melancholy countenance entered the room and closed the door gently behind him. Then he coughed slightly and shook his head.
"Anything the matter, Arthur?" inquired Mr. Smith, somewhat disturbed by these, manifestations.
"I"ve got something on my mind," said Mr. Heard, with a diabolical glance at the mate-"something wot"s been worrying me for a long time.
I"ve been deceiving you."
"That was always your failing, Arthur-deceit-fulness," said Mrs. Smith.
"I remember-"
"We"ve both been deceiving you," interrupted Mr. Heard, loudly. "I didn"t jump into the harbor the other night, and I didn"t tumble in, and Mr. Fred Dix didn"t jump in after me; we just went to the end of the harbor and walked in and wetted ourselves."
There was a moment"s intense silence and all eyes turned on the mate.
The latter met them boldly.
"It"s a habit o" mine to walk into the water and spoil my clothes for the sake of people I"ve never met before," he said, with a laugh.
"For shame, Arthur!" said Mr. Smith, with a huge sigh of relief.
""Ow can you?" said Mrs. Smith.
"Arthur"s been asleep since then," said the mate, still smiling. "All the same, the next time he jumps in he can get out by himself."
Mr. Heard, raising his voice, entered into a minute description of the affair, but in vain. Mr. Smith, rising to his feet, denounced his ingrat.i.tude in language which was seldom allowed to pa.s.s unchallenged in the presence of his wife, while that lady contributed examples of deceitfulness in the past of Mr. Heard, which he strove in vain to refute, Meanwhile, her daughter patted the mate"s hand.
"It"s a bit too thin, Arthur," said the latter, with a mocking smile; "try something better next time."
"Very well," said Mr. Heard, in quieter tones; "I dare you to come along to the harbor and jump in, just as you are, where you said you jumped in after me. They"ll soon see who"s telling the truth."
"He"ll do that," said Mr. Smith, with conviction.
For a fraction of a second Mr. Dix hesitated, then, with a steady glance at Miss Smith, he sprang to his feet and accepted the challenge. Mrs.
Smith besought him not to be foolish, and, with a vague idea of dissuading him, told him a slanderous anecdote concerning Mr. Heard"s aunt. Her daughter gazed at the mate with proud confidence, and, taking his arm, bade her mother to get some dry clothes ready and led the way to the harbor.
The night was fine but dark, and a chill breeze blew up from the sea.
Twice the hapless mate thought of backing out, but a glance at Miss Smith"s profile and the tender pressure of her arm deterred him. The tide was running out and he had a faint hope that he might keep afloat long enough to be washed ash.o.r.e alive. He talked rapidly, and his laugh rang across the water. Arrived at the spot they stopped, and Miss Smith looking down into the darkness was unable to repress a shiver.
"Be careful, Fred," she said, laying her hand upon his arm.
The mate looked at her oddly. "All right," he said, gayly, "I"ll be out almost before I"m in. You run back to the house and help your mother get the dry clothes ready for me."
His tones were so confident, and his laugh so buoyant, that Mr. Heard, who had been fully expecting him to withdraw from the affair, began to feel that he had under-rated his swimming powers. "Just jumping in and swimming out again is not quite the same as saving a drownding man," he said, with a sneer.