"Now that you have brought me here with so much difficulty, what are you going to do?" she said. "It will be madness for you to attempt to ford that pa.s.sage again. Where there is one of those horrible things there are others, I suppose."
Jenks smiled. Somehow he knew that this strict adherence to business was a cloak for her real thoughts. Already these two were able to dispense with spoken word.
But he sedulously adopted her pretext.
"That is one reason why I brought the crowbars," he explained. "If you will sit down for a little while I will have everything properly fixed."
He delved with one of the bars until it lodged in a crevice of the coral. Then a few powerful blows with the back of the axe wedged it firmly enough to bear any ordinary strain. The rope-ends reeved through the pulley on the tree were lying where they fell from the girl"s hand at the close of the struggle. He deftly knotted them to the rigid bar, and a few rapid turns of a piece of wreckage pa.s.sed between the two lines strung them into a tautness that could not be attained by any amount of pulling.
Iris watched the operation in silence. The sailor always looked at his best when hard at work. The half-sullen, wholly self-contained expression left his face, which lit up with enthusiasm and concentrated intelligence. That which he essayed he did with all his might. Will power and physical force worked harmoniously. She had never before seen such a man. At such moments her admiration of him was unbounded.
He, toiling with steady persistence, felt not the inward spur which sought relief in speech, but Iris was compelled to say something.
"I suppose," she commented with an air of much wisdom, "you are contriving an overhead railway for the safe transit of yourself and the goods?"
"Y--yes."
"Why are you so doubtful about it?"
"Because I personally intended to walk across. The ropes will serve to convey the packages."
She rose imperiously. "I absolutely forbid you to enter the water again. Such a suggestion on your part is quite shameful. You are taking a grave risk for no very great gain that I can see, and if anything happens to you I shall be left all alone in this awful place."
She could think of no better argument. Her only resource was a woman"s expedient--a plea for protection against threatening ills.
The sailor seemed to be puzzled how best to act.
"Miss Deane," he said, "there is no such serious danger as you imagine.
Last time the cuttle caught me napping. He will not do so again. Those rifles I must have. If it will serve to rea.s.sure you, I will go along the line myself."
He made this concession grudgingly. In very truth, if danger still lurked in the neighboring sea, he would be far less able to avoid it whilst clinging to a rope that sagged with his weight, and thus working a slow progress across the channel, than if he were on his feet and prepared to make a rush backwards or forwards.
Not until Iris watched him swinging along with vigorous overhead clutches did this phase of the undertaking occur to her.
"Stop!" she screamed.
He let go and dropped into the water, turning towards her.
"What is the matter now?" he said.
"Go on; do!"
He stood meekly on the further side to listen to her rating.
"You knew all the time that it would be better to walk, yet to please me you adopted an absurdly difficult method. Why did you do it?"
"You have answered your own question."
"Well, I am very, very angry with you."
"I"ll tell you what," he said, "if you will forgive me I will try and jump back. I once did nineteen feet three inches in--er--in a meadow, but it makes such a difference when you look at a stretch of water the same width."
"I wish you would not stand there talking nonsense. The tide will be over the reef in half an hour," she cried.
Without another word he commenced operations. There was plenty of rope, and the plan he adopted was simplicity itself. When each package was securely fastened he attached it to a loop that pa.s.sed over the line stretched from the tree to the crowbar. To this loop he tied the lightest rope he could find and threw the other end to Iris. By pulling slightly she was able to land at her feet even the c.u.mbrous rifle-chest, for the traveling angle was so acute that the heavier the article the more readily it sought the lower level.
They toiled in silence until Jenks could lay hands on nothing more of value. Then, observing due care, he quickly pa.s.sed the channel. For an instant the girl gazed affrightedly at the sea until the sailor stood at her side again.
"You see," he said, "you have scared every cuttle within miles." And he thought that he would give many years of his life to be able to take her in his arms and kiss away her anxiety.
But the tide had turned; in a few minutes the reef would be partly submerged. To carry the case of rifles to the mainland was a manifestly impossible feat, so Jenks now did that which, done earlier, would have saved him some labor--he broke open the chest, and found that the weapons were apparently in excellent order.
He snapped the locks and squinted down the barrels of half a dozen to test them. These he laid on one side. Then he rapidly constructed a small raft from loose timbers, binding them roughly with rope, and to this argosy he fastened the box of tea, the barrels of flour, the broken saloon-chair, and other small articles which might be of use. He avoided any difficulty in launching the raft by building it close to the water"s edge. When all was ready the rising tide floated it for him; he secured it to his longest rope, and gave it a vigorous push off into the lagoon. Then he slung four rifles across his shoulders, asked Iris to carry the remaining two in like manner, and began to manoeuvre the raft landwards.
"Whilst you land the goods I will prepare dinner," announced the girl.
"Please be careful not to slip again on the rocks," he said.
"Indeed I will. My ankle gives me a reminder at each step."
"I was more concerned about the rifles. If you fell you might damage them, and the incoming tide will so hopelessly rust those I leave behind that they will be useless."
She laughed. This a.s.sumption at brutality no longer deceived her.
"I will preserve them at any cost, though with six in our possession there is a margin for accidents. However, to rea.s.sure you, I will go back quickly. If I fall a second time you will still be able to replace any deficiencies in our armament."
Before he could protest she started off at a run, jumping lightly from rock to rock, though the effort cost her a good deal of pain.
Disregarding his shouts, she persevered until she stood safely on the sands. Then saucily waving a farewell, she set off towards the cave.
Had she seen the look of fierce despair that settled down upon Jenks"s face as he turned to his task of guiding the raft ash.o.r.e she might have wondered what it meant. In any case she would certainly have behaved differently.
By the time the sailor had safely landed his cargo Iris had cooked their midday meal. She achieved a fresh culinary triumph. The eggs were fried!
"I am seriously thinking of trying to boil a ham," she stated gravely.
"Have you any idea how long it takes to cook one properly?"
"A quarter of an hour for each pound."
"Admirable! But we can measure neither hours nor pounds."
"I think we can do both. I will construct a balance of some kind. Then, with a ham slung to one end, and a rifle and some cartridges to the other, I will tell you the weight of the ham to an ounce. To ascertain the time, I have already determined to fashion a sun-dial. I remember the requisite divisions with reasonable accuracy, and a little observation will enable us to correct any mistakes."
"You are really very clever, Mr. Jenks," said Iris, with childlike candor. "Have you spent several years of your life in preparing for residence on a desert island?"
"Something of the sort. I have led a queer kind of existence, full of useless purposes. Fate has driven me into a corner where my odds and ends of knowledge are actually valuable. Such accidents make men millionaires."
"Useless purposes!" she repeated. "I can hardly credit that. One uses such a phrase to describe fussy people, alive with foolish activity.
Your worst enemy would not place you in such a category."