Brand needed no second bidding. He did not wish to collapse utterly, and the soft breeze, rendered chilly by his wet garments, had revived him somewhat.
The resourceful sailor did not attempt the foolish process of pouring even the smallest quant.i.ty of milk into the baby"s mouth. He produced a handkerchief, steeped a twisted corner in the milk, and placed it between the parched, salt-blackened lips.
This rough expedient for a feeding-bottle served admirably. The child"s eagerness to gulp in the life-giving fluid was only matched by the tender care of the sailor in his efforts to appease its ravenous hunger.
He was so intent on this urgent task that for a little while he paid no heed to Brand. Jones, forty feet overhead, took the keenest interest in the baby"s nurture.
"Mind you don"t let it suck the handkerchief into its little throat," he cried. "Not too much, Jim. It"s on"y a young "un. "Half milk, half water, an" a lump of sugar," my missus says. Pore little dear! However did it come to live, when that man must ha" bin dead for days? Now, Jim, slow an" sure is the motter. S"pose you shove it into the basket an" let me hoist it up here? A warm bath an" a blanket is the next best thing to milk an" water."
"All right, skipper. Just hold on a bit. She"s doin" fine."
"Is it a he or a she?"
"I dunno. But I guess it"s a gal by the duds."
The baby, in the sheer joy of living again, uttered a gurgling cry, a compound of milk, happiness and pain.
"There! I told you!" shouted Jones, angrily. "You think every kid is a hardy young savage like your own. You"re overdoing" it, I say."
"Overdoing" wot?" demanded the sailor. "You don"t know who you"re talking" to. Why, when I was on the West Coast, I reared two week-old monkeys this way."
Soon these firm friends would have quarreled--so unbounded was their anxiety to rescue the fluttering existence of the tiny atom of humanity so miraculously s.n.a.t.c.hed from the perils of the sea.
But Stephen Brand"s dominant personality was rapidly recovering its normal state.
"Jim," he said, "Mr. Jones is right. The child must be made comfortable.
Her skin is raw and her eyes sore with inflammation. The little food she has already obtained will suffice for a few minutes. Send her up."
The "Mr. Jones" was a gentle reminder of authority. No further protest was raised, save by the infant when supplies were temporarily withheld, and Jones was too pleased that his opinion should be supported by Brand to give another thought to his subordinate"s outburst.
"Now, back up to the rock," said Brand. "I will dress and rejoin you quickly. The boat must be thoroughly examined and swabbed out: Jones will signal for help. Meanwhile, you might moor her tightly. When the tide falls she will be left high and dry."
The sailor"s momentary annoyance fled. There was much to be done, and no time should be wasted in disputes concerning baby culture.
"Sure you won"t slip?" he asked, as Stephen caught hold of the ladder.
"No, no. It was not fatigue but sickness which overcame me. The brandy has settled that."
Up he went, as though returning from his customary morning dip.
"By jingo, he"s a plucked "un," murmured Jim, admiringly. "He ought to be skipper of a battleship, instead of housemaid of a rock-light. Dash them sea-crows! I do hate "em."
He seized an oar and lunged so hard and true at a cormorant which was investigating the shark"s liver, that he knocked the bird a yard through the air. Discomfited, it retired, with a scream. Its companion darted to the vacant site and pecked industriously. The neighborhood of the rock was now alive with seagulls. In the water many varieties of finny shapes were darting to and fro in great excitement. Jim laughed.
"They"d keep me busy," he growled. "When all"s said an" done, it"s their nater, an" they can"t help it."
Unconscious that he had stated the primordial thesis, he left the foragers alone. Hauling the sail out of the water, he discovered that the stern-board was missing, broken off probably when the mast fell. His trained scrutiny soon solved a puzzle suggested by the state of the cordage. Under ordinary conditions, the upper part of the mast would either have carried the sail clean away with it or be found acting as a sort of sea-anchor at a short distance from the boat.
But it had gone altogether, and the strands of the sail-rope were bitten, not torn, asunder. The shark had striven to pull the boat under by tugging at the wreckage.
Having made the canvas ship-shape, Jim settled the next pressing question by seizing an empty tin and sluicing the fore part. Then he pa.s.sed a rope under the after thwart and reeved it through a ring-bolt in a rock placed there for mooring purposes in very calm weather like the present.
When the Trinity tender paid her monthly visit to the lighthouse she was moored to a buoy three cables" lengths away to the northwest. If there was the least suspicion of a sea over the reef it was indeed a ticklish task landing or embarking stores and men.
Close-hauled, the boat would fill forward as the tide dropped. This was matterless. By that time all her movable contents--she appeared to have plenty of tinned meat and biscuits aboard but no water--would be removed to the store-room.
The sailor was sorting the packages--wondering what queer story of the deep would be forthcoming when the recent history of the rescued child was ascertained--when Brand hailed him.
"Look out there, Jim. I am lowering an ax."
The weapon was duly delivered.
"What"s the ax for, cap"n?" was the natural query.
"I want to chop out that shark"s teeth. They will serve as mementoes for the girl if she grows up, which is likely, judging by the way she is yelling at Jones."
"Whats he a-doing" of?" came the sharp demand.
"Giving her a bath, and excellently well, too. He is evidently quite domesticated."
"If that means "under Mrs. J."s thumb," you"re right, cap"n. They tell me that when he"s ash.o.r.e--"
"Jim, the first time I met you you were wheeling a perambulator. Now, load the skip and I will haul in."
They worked in silence a few minutes. Brand descended, and a few well-placed cuts relieved the man-eater of the serrated rows used to such serious purpose in life that he had attained a length of nearly twelve feet. Set double in the lower jaw and single in the upper, they were of a size and shape ominously suggestive of the creature"s voracity.
"It is a good thing," said Brand, calmly hewing at the huge jaws, "that nature did not build the _Carcharodon galeidae_ on the same lines as an alligator. If this big fellow"s sharp embroidery were not situated so close to his stomach he would have made a meal of me, Jim, unless I carried a torpedo."
"He"s a blue shark," commented the other, ignoring for the nonce what he termed "some of the cap"n"s jaw-breakers."
"Yes. It is the only dangerous species found so far north."
"His teeth are like so many fixed bayonets. Of course, you would like to keep "em, but he would look fine in the museum. Plenty of folk in Penzance, especially visitors, would pay a bob a head to see him."
Brand paused in his labor.
"Listen, Jim," he said, earnestly. "I want both you and Jones to oblige me by saying nothing about the shark. Please do not mention my connection with the affair in any way. The story will get into the newspapers as it is. The additional sensation of the fight would send reporters here by the score. I don"t wish that to occur."
"Do you mean to say--
"Mr. Jones will report the picking up of the boat, and the finding of the baby, together with the necessary burial of a man unknown--
"What sort of a chap was he?" interrupted Jim.
"I--I don"t know--a sailor--that is all I can tell you. He must have been dead several days."
"Then how in the world did that baby keep alive?"
"I have been thinking over that problem. I imagine that, in the first place, there was a survivor, who disappeared since the death of the poor devil out there--" he pointed to the sea. "This person, whether man or woman, looked after the child until madness came, caused by drinking salt water. The next step is suicide. The little one, left living, fell into the bilge created by the shipping of a sea, and adopted, by the mercy of Providence, a method of avoiding death from thirst which ought to be more widely appreciated than it is. She absorbed water through the pores of the skin, which rejected the salty elements and took in only those parts of the compound needed by the blood. You follow me?"