"Then you shall remain here, a prisoner."
"For how long?"
"Until you come to your senses and agree to do as I wish."
A few words more pa.s.sed, and then Dr. Mackey made our hero a prisoner again, and took up the canteen and the knapsack.
"You may have to remain alone for a long time," he said, on departing.
"But if you get lonely and hungry, remember it is your own fault."
"I think you are a brute!" cried Jack after him. Then he listened and heard the surgeon"s footsteps receding rapidly. Soon all became quiet.
Hour after hour went by, and n.o.body came near our hero. It was indeed lonely, and as the time pa.s.sed his heart sank within him.
Then Jack heard the faint patter of footsteps over the dry leaves surrounding the cabin. The sounds came closer.
"Perhaps it"s a dog," he thought. "I hope it is one from our plantation, on the hunt for me."
At last a shadow fell across the open cabin doorway and the figure of a strange creature came slowly into view. At the sight Jack could not suppress a scream. The visitor was a mountain wild cat!
CHAPTER XXVII.
COLONEL STANTON"S TALE.
Two days after being brought to the plantation Colonel Stanton"s fever went down, and the surgeon who came to attend him p.r.o.nounced the officer much better.
"But he must remain where he is for some time," said the medical man.
"He can remain as long as he pleases," declared Mrs. Ruthven. "I have no wish to hurry his departure."
She was anxious to learn the truth concerning the colonel"s past, yet realized that she must move with caution, otherwise he might be thrown into another fever.
"Colonel Stanton," she said, seating herself at his side, "were you ever in the neighborhood before--I mean some ten or eleven years ago?"
At this question Colonel Stanton became immediately interested, and his wide-open eyes showed it.
"I do not know if I was in this neighborhood," he answered slowly.
"You do not know? Surely you must remember where you were at the time I mention."
"The time you speak about was a very bitter one to me, madam," was his slow answer.
"And you do not wish to speak about it?" she said softly, seeing the pain in his face.
"I have spoken to n.o.body about it for years, madam. Yet I would not mind speaking to you--you are so kind to me. During the time you mention I took an ocean voyage which was very disastrous to me and mine. The ship went down with all on board, including my wife and child."
"Did the ship go down on this coast?"
"She struck somewhere along the coast; where, I am not exactly sure."
"May I ask the name of the vessel?"
"She was the _Nautilus_."
Mrs. Ruthven"s breast began to heave. "It must be true!" she murmured.
"What must be true, madam?"
"The _Nautilus_ was wrecked on our coast here, not over half a mile from this plantation."
"You are sure of this?"
"I am. The wreck is still on the rocks in the bay."
"And were you living here at the time?"
"I was, and I know all about the wreck, and so does Old Ben, the negro who has the boathouse on the sh.o.r.e."
The wounded officer"s interest increased.
"I would like to visit that wreck some time, if it is still intact," he said. "I left some valuable papers in a secret closet. It is possible they are still on board."
"Do you know who was saved from the wreck?"
"Saved? No one was saved."
"You are mistaken--a lady and her child were saved. The lady died two days later, but the child still lives."
"What was the name of that lady? Tell me, quick?" gasped the officer, and tried to sit up, but fell back through weakness.
"Do not excite yourself, Colonel Stanton, I beg of you!" pleaded Mrs.
Ruthven, in alarm, fearful of the patient"s agitation.
"But tell me the name of that lady--and was the child a boy?"
"I do not know the name of the lady, for she was badly hurt and could not give it. The boy"s name was Jack."
"Jack! My child"s name was Jack. And you say he still lives?"
"He does. The child is our Jack, for my husband and I adopted him."
"Your Jack? That fine, manly fellow? Oh, Mrs. Ruthven, send him to me at once!"
"I cannot do that just now, Colonel Stanton."