"I"ll take care of it. Besides, I can use a revolver with my sound limb if necessary."
"Very well, then; only don"t blame me if anything goes wrong. Quexo must stay in any case. There"s no need to worry about Blight."
In less than the predicted time Andy succeeded in rowing the small boat safely through the rapidly subsiding swell. Directly he came alongside, Mr. McKay and the two lads slipped on board, and with no greater inconvenience than a thorough drenching--to which they were now perfectly accustomed--the party landed at the natural quay at the foot of the path leading up to the house.
Everything appeared quiet. A hasty glance at the two storehouses on the lower terrace revealed the astonishing discovery that nothing had been disturbed.
"Strange," exclaimed Mr. McKay. "One would have thought that these would be the first places to be ransacked. Now, carefully, lads! Keep your firearms ready."
Cautiously they scaled the cliff path and gained the terrace on which the house stood. Still no signs of human beings, except that the door was half open.
Mr. McKay knocked quietly, then, pushing open the door, he entered. A strange sight met his gaze. Everything movable had been upset or pushed out of place; the floor of the living-room was littered with bedding and the fragments of earthenware vessels.
"The brutes!" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Mr. McKay savagely. "They"ve capsized everything out of sheer mischief. I hope I"ll be able to lay my hands on them."
The lads, not without feeling of mysterious awe at the scene of wanton desolation, crossed the floor of the room and entered the sleeping quarters.
Here the state of confusion was, if possible, greater than in the outer apartment; but a clue to the mystery was afforded by the discovery of the dead body of a sheep, its head wedged in between the bars of a chair.
"Why," exclaimed Andy, "the sheep have broken out of their pasture!
"Yes," replied his father. "They managed to find their way into the house, though how I cannot imagine. Something must have frightened them and there was a mad stampede. This poor brute contrived to get his head jammed in the chair, and in his struggles he broke his neck.
We"ve had a rare fright, but, after all, there"s nothing of consequence that cannot be set right."
"Hadn"t we better get Quexo ash.o.r.e before it gets dark?"
"Certainly, and Blight as well. I think the best place we can put him is in the small store. He"ll be all right for one night, though I"m sorry to keep him bound."
"The treacherous reptile deserves no consideration."
"My dear Andy, we are not Nicaraguan revolutionaries. So long as he remains our prisoner we ought to treat him with the same amount of consideration that any other British criminal receives while awaiting trial. To-morrow we must find a place better suited for his reception."
"There"s the farthermost cave, the one beyond those where we"ve stowed the dynamite," observed Andy. "There"s not much in it at present; we can build a part.i.tion over the opening and make a door."
"Yes, it will be far more comfortable than his quarters in Ni Atong.
We"ll make a start to-morrow."
Accordingly Mr. McKay and his son put off in the dinghy--which, by the way, was the larger though more awkwardly-shaped part of the _San Martin"s_ gig--and transferred Quexo to the sh.o.r.e. The poor fellow was in a bad state, though his wound showed no signs of complications.
Ellerton had had his hurts attended to as soon as the house was set in order. Beyond the inflammation caused by the searing-iron, his wound gave no reason for undue anxiety.
"Now then, out you come," ordered Mr. McKay sternly, as Andy and he, armed in case of emergency, returned to the yawl.
Blight obeyed. Indeed, there was no option. His face was a picture of utter cowardice and terror.
"You ain"t going to shoot me?" he whined.
"No!" replied Mr. McKay. "I"ve already told you what I intend to do with you. So long as you behave yourself you"ll be treated properly--far better than you deserve."
With that the would-be a.s.sa.s.sin took his place in the boat, Mr. McKay seated beside him with a revolver in his hand, while Andy rowed.
On arriving at the sh.o.r.e the captive"s eyes were bandaged, and, still secured by his thumbs, he was led up to the first terrace and placed in the storehouse. Mr. McKay then severed the cord that bound him, the door was locked, and the rogue left to his own reflections.
The following day was an exceptionally busy one. Ellerton, being unable to do any hard work, was dispatched into the grove to "round up"
the sheep, while the three sound members of the establishment, after having conveyed the prisoner his food and water, set off for the cave that was to be prepared for his quarters.
It was situated on the extreme end of the upper terrace, where the level stretch of ground tapered away till it ended in the sheer face of a high precipice.
Outside the mouth of the cave was a belt of gra.s.s land about ten yards in width, the cliff falling to a depth of about seventy feet, while above the cave the rocks, too smooth to afford a foothold, towered to nearly a hundred feet.
The cave was quite fifty feet in depth, and averaged ten feet in width, while its height in places was over twenty feet. Its entrance, however, was barely four feet wide and six in height.
"There won"t be much light for the poor beggar when once we"ve inclosed the entrance," remarked Andy.
"That is so," replied his father. "I really don"t see why we couldn"t inclose a strip of land between the two cliffs, and let him have the run of it."
"How inclose it?"
"I think we can spare enough of the galvanised iron sheeting to make an unclimbable fence. Each sheet is ten feet in height, is it not?"
"Certainly not less."
"Then we"ll make a start. Although we cannot possibly hope to complete the work to-day, we may reasonably expect to finish it to-morrow afternoon."
The soil proved to be fairly soft, so that it was necessary to sink the base of the iron sheets at least two feet into the ground. Strong timber uprights with cross-braces of railway iron served to make the fence secure, a doorway being left to afford means of communication with the prisoner"s quarters.
"I think we have taken every possible precaution," remarked Mr. McKay, after the fence was completed and the bedding and the other necessary articles for the ex-pearler"s use had been placed in the cave. "Of course, this business entails a considerable amount of extra work, for besides the feeding arrangements we must make a thorough examination of the fence every day."
"Why? He cannot possibly pull it down, and I"m sure he will not be able to scale the wall."
"There are at least two ways he might manage to escape. He could either burrow under the fence, or he might manage to spring from the top of a pile of furniture on to the upper edge of the wall. If we make a point of examining both sides of the fence twice a day, we shall be able to detect any sign of a tunnel; while it is unlikely that an effort to scale the wall will meet with any success, for the edge of the iron sheets is sharp enough to cut through his hands should he make a leap at it. I"ll talk to him pretty straight and let him know what to expect if he does manage to escape, though, at the same time, it will be an anxious business for us while he"s at large--if he"s fool enough to try it."
That evening Blight was conducted to his new quarters, duly cautioned as to his behaviour, and safely locked up; and from that day the "prison yard," as Terence termed it, was carefully examined night and morning.
It was, as Mr. McKay predicted, a severe strain on their time, for to guard against a surprise it was necessary that two people, armed in case of emergency, should make a visit to the prisoner twice daily.
At the first opportunity a strong set of moorings was laid down off the little stone quay, sufficiently clear of the sh.o.r.e to be out of the range of breaking rollers. Here the yawl was to make her future berth, the dinghy being kept on the beach well beyond the reach of the tide.
It was proposed to make a trip at an early date to the Marquesas, there to hand over the criminal into the charge of the British Consular Agent.
The planning of this voyage necessitated much thought, for Mr. McKay was loath to abandon the island entirely.
On the one hand he did not like to let Andy and Ellerton make the voyage with the prisoner; on the other, he did not like to leave Terence and Quexo, and, perhaps, Andy, alone on the island.
"I have been wondering," he remarked, "whether my brother and your five cousins would care to join us. There are boundless possibilities in the place, and I don"t think they would mind a change. Once we have a few more members of the little colony, we can spare a few months to visit our respective homes. Ellerton, I know, would be pleased to see England again. And you, Terence, would you not like to return to "Our Lady of the Snows"?"
"Rather!" replied Ellerton. "I should be awfully glad to see my people again; but, I must admit, I haven"t had enough of McKay"s Island. I should like to spend a great deal of my life here."
"And I, too," added Terence.