"My name is Forreste. I don"t know yours, but I do know that if I catch you on sh.o.r.e I"ll add some further adornment to your face."
"Oh, you contemptible creature, to say that!" and Kate looked at him with blazing eyes.
Forreste raised his immaculate Panama to her. "This is hardly a matter for a lady"s interference."
"Better see to your friend for the present," said Gerrard in the same placidly pleasant manner, as he drew him aside. "But I may mention before you go that there is, on the lower deck, ample s.p.a.ce if you wish to fulfil your promise to complete the adornment of my prepossessing features. I am quite at your service later on in the day."
Forreste uttered an oath and turned away, and in a few minutes was in state-room No. 16, where "Mr Capel" was being brought to by his friends.
"Who is the man that did it, Barney?" was Forreste"s first question.
"I didn"t know him at first, but knew him quick enough when I heard him speak," replied Capel; "he"s the ------ judge"--here he broke out into a torrent of blasphemy--"who gave me two years at Araluen."
"Ha!" and Forreste tugged his moustache. "The sooner we get that safe affair over the better. The fellow with the scarred face who is with him tackled me and called me "Merriton." Some one has blown upon us."
"Yes," a.s.sented the Jew, "the sooner the better." Then pouring out a gla.s.s of whisky he gulped it down. "And if I get the chance I"ll get even with that Scotch swine. He"s going to Somerset, and I"ll get my knife into him some day. I"d not mind swinging for it."
"Don"t talk rot," said Forreste, who yet knew that the Jew was a man who would not hesitate at murder, and that his expression about getting his knife into Fraser was meant in a very literal sense. "I mean to get even with my man if I come across him again. But I won"t be such a fool as to attempt it here. Take a look outside and see if Snaky is about."
"Snaky" was the name by which Swires was known to the gang--and the Australian police; and in a few minutes that worthy appeared, and a further conference was held.
That evening, whilst Captain MacAlister was being entertained on sh.o.r.e, a collier came alongside, and the _Gambier_ began to coal. Those of the saloon pa.s.sengers who had remained on board sat under the after-deck awning, where they were not only secure from the invading coal dust, but where they could enjoy the cool sea-breeze. Among them were Kate and Jim, who had made themselves comfortable in two cane lounges, and at various parts of the quarter-deck were groups of pa.s.sengers--princ.i.p.ally ladies--who were glad to escape from the confined atmosphere of the saloon, and intended to sleep in the open air. Gerrard and Fraser had gone on sh.o.r.e, leaving Jim "in charge of Kate," as Fraser had said.
At the extreme stern were Captain Forreste, Pinkerton, two or three other men, and several ladies, and from this group came much laughter, the "captain" being in great good humour, and winning the ladies" smiles by his skill as a _raconteur_.
"And so you are deserting us to-morrow morning, Captain Forreste," cried a vivacious young matron; "it is too bad of you. The rest of the voyage will be dreadfully _triste_--for me at any rate." Every one laughed.
The gallant captain smiled winningly. "Ah, Mrs Marriott, do not make me vain. Yes, we are going to leave you. In fact we should have all gone ash.o.r.e this evening, but my unfortunate friend, Mr Capel, is not yet fully recovered from the brutal attack to which he was subjected."
"It was most disgraceful and wicked," chimed in a second lady.
"And cowardly as well," added a fat, sleepy-faced dame. "I believe poor Mr Capel was taken quite by surprise."
"And the way that horrid girl flew at you!" said Mrs Marriott; "but her father being such a horrible bully I suppose she has inherited some of his disposition. She is certainly pretty in a coa.r.s.e kind of a way, I admit, but terribly _gauche_. And I really am quite angry with Captain MacAlister--he positively _trots_ after her. She is continually on the bridge with him, and yet he has refused to permit any other ladies to go there, ever since we left Sydney. I think it is scandalous, for I know that Captain MacAlister is a married man with grandchildren."
The hours pa.s.sed by, and then at eleven o"clock, to the anger of Forreste, Adlam sauntered up. He had been to the dinner, but had left early. Seating himself beside Kate and Jim, he pulled the boy"s ear.
"So you are taking care of Miss Fraser, eh, Jim? Lucky man!"
"Just listen to that now!" said the fat lady to Mrs Marriott. "One would think that Mr Adlam would have more sense than to flatter that girl"s vanity. He has quite deserted us since she came on board at Port Denison."
Kate, serenely unconscious of the criticisms being pa.s.sed upon her, was listening to the purser"s description of the excited state of Cooktown, when Swires appeared, and said to Adlam:
"When are you turning in, sir?"
"In a few minutes, Swires. You can leave my nip and bottle of soda on the table. I shall not want you any more to-night."
"Very good, sir."
Adlam remained with Kate a few minutes longer, then said good-night, and went to his cabin. Swires, as usual, had placed a tumbler with some brandy in it on the table, and beside it lay the soda. The purser took off his clothes, and got into his thinnest pyjamas, for the cabin was close; but he had made up his mind to stay in his cabin that night, for the sole reason that he was now very suspicious of Captain Forreste and his party, and had made up his mind to suffer the discomfort of a hot cabin, and the noise of the coaling going on as long as they were on board. Forreste had told him in the afternoon that he and his party were staying at Cooktown, much to his satisfaction.
Eight bells struck, and then noise of the falling coals suddenly ceased--the lumpers were taking the usual half-hour "spell." Adlam opened the soda, and the listening Swires heard the pop of the cork, and stole softly into No. 16, where he found the gang awaiting him.
"Well, he"s taken his B and S," he said, "and that finishes my part of the contract." (Earlier in the evening he and Pinkerton had opened Adlam"s door, and the latter had quickly cut the electric communication of the secret safe. The opening of it later on would not be a difficult matter to such an expert as the American.)
"And we"ll do ours presently," said Capel, who was now quite recovered.
"How long will that dose keep him quiet?" he asked of Forreste.
"Two hours. As soon as you have the work done, Pinky and Cheyne can take the stuff on sh.o.r.e. I"ve told the chief steward that we had all thought of going for a stroll on the beach, but that I did not care about leaving Mr Capel, and that as our cabin is not very hot, we should not sleep on deck. When will the coaling start again, Snaky?"
"Twenty minutes or so."
"Very well. Well wait until one o"clock, eh, Barney?"
The Jew nodded, and then Swires left them, and Forreste put out the electric light.
About half-past one Pinkerton and Cheyne appeared on the after-deck, and sauntered up and down for a few minutes. There were several other male pa.s.sengers still awake, and with these the two men exchanged a few words.
"Will you come with us for a stroll on the beach?" said Pinkerton to a sleepy man who was lying on the skylight.
"No jolly fear; I"m too comfy as I am, and I know what the mosquitoes are on Cook town beach."
Cheyne made some laughing rejoinder, and then he; and his companion went to the gangway and walked leisurely along the jetty. An hour or so later they returned, and settled themselves comfortably with pillows on one of the long deck seats.
In state-room No. 16 Forreste and Capel were conversing in angry, whispered tones.
"How was I to know that he hadn"t taken your cursed dose?" snarled the Jew; "and what else could I do but settle him when he awoke? Anyway, we have nothing to be afraid of. We have got the stuff, and by this time Pinky and Cheyne have it safely planted, and there will be no evidence to connect us with the job. Curse you! what are you funking it for?
We"ll be on sh.o.r.e at five o"clock, the steamer leaves at six, and the purser is never called until seven; and when he is called and doesn"t answer, they won"t break open his door for at least two or three hours.
And by this time he has fifty tons of coal on top of him, and there"s more coming down every minute. Listen!"
Forreste, criminal as he was, was not so callous as Green, and shuddered as he heard the coals rattling down into the bunkers.
"Was he quite dead when you dropped him down into the bunker?" he asked, as with shaking hand, he poured some whisky into a tumbler.
"Dead as you will be some day, you white-livered cur!" said the Jew with savage contempt. Then opening the port, he dropped Pinkerton"s burglar"s tools over into the water. "There! there goes Pinky"s kit. All we have to do now is to go on deck--you to blarney with the women, who are awake, and me to play the interesting invalid who was subjected to a violent and unprovoked attack," and he leered evilly.
CHAPTER XXIII
"Well, Lizzie, how does the Ocho Rios country strike you?" and Gerrard pulled up his horse under the grateful shade of a great Leichhardt tree standing on the bank of a clear, sandy-bottomed creek.
"I think it is beautiful, Tom, almost tropical, especially anywhere near the sea," and Mrs Westonley jumped lightly from her horse. "Are we going to spell here for awhile?"
"Yes. Here come Jim and Mary with the pack-horse, and as it is past twelve, we"ll have our dinner, rest an hour, and then take the beach way home."
Eight months had pa.s.sed since Mrs Westonley and Mary had come to Ocho Rios, and they had been eight months of work and happiness to them all, for the fortunes of Gerrard had changed greatly, and he was now in a fair way of becoming a prosperous man again. The numerous gold discoveries had brought a great inrush of diggers, and cattle for killing were now worth four times the price they had been a year before.