Dead Man's Rock Part 4

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"You're quite sure about it, John? Because, you know, it would be a thousand pities if he were thrown up on this desolate sh.o.r.e without seeing the faces of his old friends. So I hope you are quite sure, John; think again."

"He didn't jump."

"No?"

"He fell."

"Poor fellow, poor fellow!" The words came in the softest, sweetest tones of pity. "I suppose there is no mistake about his melancholy end?"

"I saw him fall. He just let go and fell; it's Bible oath, Captain-- it's Bible oath. That's how it happened; he just--let go--and fell.

I saw it with my very eyes, and--Captain, it was your knife."

To this effect John, with great difficulty and a nervous s.h.i.+fting stare that wandered from the Captain to me until it finally rested somewhere out at sea.

The Captain gave a sharp keen glance, smiled softly, set his thin lips together as though whistling inaudibly, and turned to me.

"So you know John, my boy? He's a good fellow, is John; just the sort of quiet, steady, Christian man to make a good companion for the young. No swearing, drinking, or vice about John Railton; and so truthful, too--the very soul of truth! Couldn't tell a lie for all the riches of the Indies. Ah, you are in luck to have such a friend!

It's not often a good companion is such good company."

I looked helplessly at the model of truth to see how he took this tribute; but his eyes were still fixed in that eternal stare at the sea.

"And so, John, you saw him fall? 'Who saw him die?'--'I,' said the soul of truth, 'with my little eye'--and you have very sharp eyes, John. However, the poor fellow's gone; 'fell off,' you say? I don't wonder you feel it so; but, John, with all our sympathy for the unfortunate dead, don't you think this is a good opportunity for reading the Will? We three, you know, may possibly never meet again, and I am sure our young friend--what name did you say? Jasper?--I am sure that our young friend Mr. Jasper would like the melancholy satisfaction of hearing the Will."

The man's eyes were devilish. John, as he faced about and caught their gaze, looked round like a wild beast at bay.

"Will? What do you mean? I don't know--I haven't got no Will."

"None of your own, John, none of your own; but maybe you might know something of the last Will and Testament of--shall we say--another party? Think, John; don't hurry, think a bit."

"Lord, strike me--"

"Hush, John, hus.h.!.+ Think of our young friend Mr. Jasper. Besides, you know, you were such a friend of the deceased--such a real friend--and knew all his secrets so thoroughly, John, that I am sure if you only consider quietly, you must remember; you who watched his last moments, who saw him--'fall,' did you say?"

No answer.

"Come, come, John; I'm sorry to press you, but really our young friend and I must insist on an answer. For consider, John, if you refuse to join in our conversation, we shall have to go--reluctantly, of course, but still we shall have to go--and talk somewhere else.

Just think how very awkward that would be."

"You devil--you devil!"

John's voice was still hoa.r.s.e and low, but it had a something in it now that sounded neither of hope nor fear.

"Well, yes; devil if you like: but the devil must have his due, you know--

"And the devil has got his due, my lads-- Sing hey! but he waits for you!

"Yes, John, devil or no devil, _I'm_ waiting for you. As to having my due, why, a lucky fellow like you shouldn't grudge it.

Why, you've got Lucy, John: what more can you want? We both wanted Lucy, but you got her, and now she's waiting at home for you.

It would be awkward if I turned up with the news that you were languis.h.i.+ng in gaol--I merely put a case, John--and little Jenny wouldn't have many sweethearts if it got about that her father--and I suppose you are her father--"

Before the words were well out of his mouth John had him by the throat. There was a short, fierce struggle, an oath, a gleam of light--and then, with a screech of mortal pain and a wild clutch at the air, my companion fell backwards over the cliff.

It was all the work of a moment--a shriek, a splash, and then silence. How long the silence lasted I cannot tell. What happened next--whether I cried or fainted, looked or shut my eyes--is to me an absolute blank. Only I remember gradually waking up to the fact that the Captain was standing over me, wiping his knife on a piece of weed he had picked up on the rock, and regarding me with a steady stare.

I now suppose that during those few moments my life hung in the balance: but at the time I was too dazed and stunned to comprehend anything. The Captain slowly replaced his knife, hesitated, went to the ledge and peered over, and then finally came back to me.

"Are you the kind of boy that's talkative?" His voice was as sweet as ever, but his eyes were scorching me like live coals.

I suppose I must have signified my denial, for he went on--

"You heard what he called me? He called me a devil; a devil, mark you; and that's what I am."

In my state of mind I could believe anything; so I easily believed this.

"Being a devil, naturally I can hear what little boys say, no matter where I am; and when little boys are talkative I can reach them, no matter how they hide. I come on them in bed sometimes, and sometimes from behind when they are not looking; there's no escaping me.

You've heard of Apollyon perhaps? Well, that's who I am."

I had heard of Apollyon in Bunyan; and I had no doubt he was speaking the truth.

"I catch little boys when they are not looking, and carry them off, and then their fathers and mothers don't see any more of them.

But they die very slowly, very slowly indeed--you will find out how if ever I catch you talking."

But I did not at all want to know; I was quite satisfied, and apparently he was also; for, after staring at me a little longer, he told me to get up and go down the rock in front of him.

The agonies I suffered during that descent no pen can describe.

Every moment I expected to feel my shoulder gripped from behind, or to feel the hands of some mysterious and infernal power around my neck. Close behind me followed my companion, humming--

"And the devil has got his due, my lads-- Sing hey! but he waits for you!"

And though I was far from singing hey! at the prospect, I felt that he meant what he said.

Arrived at the foot of the rock, we pa.s.sed through the archway on to Ready-Money Cove. Turning down to the edge of the sea, the Captain scanned the water narrowly, but there was no trace of the hapless John. With a muttered curse, he began quickly to climb out along the north side of the rock, just above the sea-level, and looked again into the depths. Once more he was disappointed. Flinging off his clothes, he dived again and again, until from sheer exhaustion he crept out, bundled on his s.h.i.+rt and trousers, and climbed back to me.

"Curse him! where can he be?"

I now saw for the first time how terribly worn and famished the man was: he looked like a wolf, and his white teeth were bare in his rage. He had cut his foot on the rock. Still keeping his evil eye upon me, he knelt down by the water's edge and began slowly to bathe the wound.

"By the way, boy, what did you say your name was? Jasper? Jasper what?"

"Trenoweth."

"Ten thousand devils!"

He was on his feet, and had gripped me by the shoulder with a furious clutch. I turned sick and cold with terror. The blue sky swam and circled around me: then came mist and black darkness, lit only by the gleam of two terrible eyes: a shout--and I knew no more.

CHAPTER V.

Dead Man's Rock Part 4

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