I hope I may never be call"d to pa.s.s such another half hour as that which follow"d. As soon as the wheels left turf for the hard road, "twas jolt, jolt all the way; and this lying mainly down hill, the chest and coffin came grinding into our ribs, and pressing till we could scarce breathe. And I dared not climb out over them, for fear the fellows should hear us; their chuckling voices coming quite plain to us from the other side of the panel. I held out, and comforted Matt, as well as I could, feeling sure we should find Master Tingcomb at our journey"s end. Soon we climb"d a hill, which eas"d us a little; but shortly after were b.u.mping down again, and suffering worse than ever.
"Save us," moan"d Matt, "where will this end?"
The words were scarce out, when we turn"d sharp to the right, with a jolt that shook our teeth together, roll"d for a little while over smooth gra.s.s, and drew up.
I heard the fellows climbing down, and got my pistols out.
"Simmy," growl"d the minister, "where"s the lantern?"
There was a minute or so of silence, and then the snapping of flint and steel, and the sound of puffing.
"Lit, Simmy?"
"Aye, here "tis."
"Fetch it along then."
The handle of the door was turn"d, and a light flash"d into the hea.r.s.e.
"Here, hold the lantern steady! Come hither, old Squeaks, and help wi" the end."
"Surely I will. Well was I call"d Young Look-alive when a gay, fleeting boy. Simmy, my son, thou"rt sadly drunken. O youth, youth!
Thou winebibber, hold the light steady, or I"ll tell thy mammy!"
"Oh, sir, I do mortally dread the devil an" all his works!"
"Now, if ever! The devil," says he--an" Master Tingcomb still livin", an" in his own house awaitin" us!"
Be sure, his words were as good as a slap in the face to me. For I had counted the hea.r.s.e to lead me straight to Master Tingcomb himself. "In his own house," too! A fright seiz"d me for Delia. But first I must deal with these scoundrels, who already were dragging out the coffin.
"Steady there!" calls the minister. The coffin was more than halfway outside. I levell"d my pistol over the edge of the tool chest, and fetch"d a yell fit to wake a ghost--at the same time letting fly straight for the minister.
In the flash of the discharge, I saw him, half-turn"d, his eyes starting, and mouth agape. He clapp"d his hand to his shoulder. On top of his wild shriek, broke out a chorus of screams and oaths, in the middle of which the coffin tilted up and went over with a crash.
"Satan--Satan!" bawled Simmy, and, dropping the lantern, took to his heels for dear life. At the same moment the horses took fright; and before I could scramble out, we were tearing madly away over the turf and into the darkness. I had made a sad mess of it.
It must have been a full minute before the hedge turn"d them, and gave me time to drop out at the back and run to their heads. Matt.
Soames was after me, quick as thought, and very soon we mastered them, and gathering up the reins from between their legs, led them back. As luck would have it, the lantern had not been quench"d by the fall, but lay flaring, and so guided us. Also a curious bright radiance seem"d growing on the sky, for which I could not account.
The three knaves were nowhere to be seen, but I heard their footsteps scampering in the distance, and Simmy still yelling "Satan!" I knew my bullet had hit the minister; but he had got away, and I never set eyes on any of the three again.
Leaving Matt to mind the horses, I caught up the lantern, and look"d about me. As well as could be seen, we were in a narrow meadow between two hills, whereof the black slopes rose high above us. Some paces to the right, my ear caught the noise of a stream running.
I turn"d the lantern on the coffin, which lay face downward, and with a gasp took in the game those precious rogues had been playing.
For, with the fall of it, the boards (being but thin) were burst clean asunder; and on both sides had tumbled out silver cups, silver saltcellars, silver plates and dishes, that in the lantern"s rays sparkled prettily on the turf. The coffin, in short, was stuff"d with Delia"s silverware.
I had pick"d up a great flagon, and was turning it over to read the inscription, when Matt. Soames call"d to me, and pointed over the hill in front. Above it the whole sky was red and glowing.
"Sure," said he, ""tis a fire out yonder!"
"G.o.d help us, Matt.--"tis the House of Gleys!"
It took but two minutes to toss the silver back into the hea.r.s.e. I clapp"d-to the door, and s.n.a.t.c.hing the reins, sprang upon the driver"s seat.
CHAPTER XX.
THE ADVENTURE OF THE LEDGE; AND HOW I SHOOK HANDS WITH MY COMRADE.
We had some ado to find the gate: but no sooner were through, and upon the high road, than I lash"d the horses up the hill at a gallop.
To guide us between the dark hedges we had only our lantern and the glare ahead. The dishes and cups clash"d and rattled as the hea.r.s.e b.u.mp"d in the ruts, swaying wildly: a dozen times Matt, was near being pitch"d clean out of his seat. With my legs planted firm, I flogg"d away like a madman; and like mad creatures the horses tore upward.
On the summit a glance show"d us all--the wild crimson"d sky--the sea running with lines of fire--and against it the inky headland whereon the House of Gleys flar"d like a beacon. Already from one wing--_our_ wing--a leaping column of flame whirl"d up through the roof, and was swept seaward in smoke and sparks. I mark"d the coast line, the cliff tracks, the masts and hull of the _G.o.dsend_ standing out, clear as day; and nearer, the yellow light flickering over the fields of young corn. We saw all this, and then were plunging down hill, with the blaze full ahead of us. The heavy reek of it was flung in our nostrils as we gallop"d.
At the bottom we caught up a group of men running. "Twas a boatload come from the ship to help. As our horses swept past them, one or two came to a terrified halt; but presently were running hard again after us.
The great gate stood open. I drove straight into the bright-lit yard, shouting "Delia!--where is Delia?"
"Here!" call"d a voice; and from a group that stood under the glare of the window came my dear mistress running.
"All safe, Jack! But what--" She drew back from our strange equipage.
"All in good time. First tell me--how came the fire?"
"Why, foul work, as it seems. All I know is I was sleeping, and awoke to hear the black seaman hammering on my door. Jumping up, I found the room full of smoke, and escap"d. The rooms beneath, they say, were stuff"d with straw, and the yard outside heap"d also with straw, and blazing. Ben Halliday found two oil jars lying there--"
"Are the horses out?"
"Oh, Jack--I do not know! Shame on me to forget them!"
I ran toward the stable. Already the roof was ablaze, and the straw yard, beyond, a very furnace. Rushing in, I found the two horses cowering in their stalls, bath"d in sweat, and squealing. But "twas all fright. So I fetch"d Molly"s saddle, and spoke to her, and set it across her back: and the sweet thing was quiet in a moment, turning her head to rub my sleeve gently with her muzzle: and followed me out like a lamb. The bay gave more trouble; but I sooth"d him in the same manner, and patting his neck, led him, too, into safety.
By this, all hope to save the house was over: for the well in the court yielded but twenty buckets before it ran dry, and after that no water was to be had. Of the wing where the fire burst out only the walls stood, and a few oaken rafters, that one by one came tumbling and crashing. The flames had spread along the roof, and were now licking the ceiling of the hall and spouting around the clock tower. In the roar and hubbub, Billy"s men work"d like demons, dragging out chairs, chests, and furniture of all kinds, which they strew"d in the yard, returning with shouts for more. One was tearing down the portraits in the hall: another was pulling out the great dresser from the kitchen: a third had found a pile of tapestry and came staggering forth under the load of it.
I had fasten"d the horses by the gate, and was ready to join in the work, when a shout was rais"d---
"Billy!--Where"s Billy Pottery? Has any seen the skipper?"
"Sure," I call"d, "you don"t say he was never alarm"d!"
"Black Sampson was in his room--where"s Black Sampson?"
"Here I be!" cried a voice. "To be sure I woke the skipper before any o" ye."
"Then where"s he hid? Did any see him come out?"
"Now, that we have not!" answer"d one or two.