Commodore Junk Part 20
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"Faith, and what a foine liar he would make wid a little training,"
whispered Dinny. "Why, I can't even see my hand before me face."
"Hush," whispered Bart, and then he half started up in the boat, for there was a sudden splas.h.i.+ng, a shout, and the piteous yelping and baying of a dog, which was taken up in chorus by the others present.
Yelp--bark--howl, accompanied by the splas.h.i.+ng and beating of water, and rustling of reeds and canes, and then a choking, suffocating sound, as of some animal being dragged under water, after which the dogs whined and seemed to be scuffling away.
"What's the matter with the dogs?" said the overseer.
"One of those beasts of alligators dragged the poor brute down," said the sergeant. "It struck me with its tail."
There was a rus.h.i.+ng, scuffling noise here, and the heavy trampling of people among the tangled growth, growing more distant moment by moment, in the midst of which Mary began to use her pole, and the boat glided on through the thick, half-liquid mud.
"Sure, an' it's plisant," said Dinny, coolly; "the dogs on one side, and the crockidills on the other. It isn't at all a tempting spot for a bathe; but I've got to have a dip as soon as we get out of this into the sea."
"What for?" whispered Bart.
"Bekase I'm wet with fresh wather and mud, and I'm a man who likes a little salt outside as well at in. It kapes off the ugly fayvers of the place. Do you want me to catch a cowld?"
"Silence, there!" said Mary, gruffly, from her place in the prow; and for quite an hour she toiled on through the intense darkness, guiding the boat from the tangle of weedy growth and cane into winding ca.n.a.l-like portions of the lagoon, where every now and then they disturbed some great reptile, which plunged into deeper water with a loud splash, or wallowed farther among the half-liquid mud.
The sounds ash.o.r.e grew distant, the firing had ceased; and, feeling safer, the little party began to converse in a low tone, all save Dinny, whose deep, regular breathing told that he had fallen fast asleep in happy carelessness of any risk that he might run.
"How came you out here?" said Bart from his seat, after another vain effort to take Mary's place.
"s.h.i.+p," she said laconically, and with a hoa.r.s.e laugh.
"But who gave you a pa.s.sage?" said Abel.
"Gave? No one," she said, speaking in quite a rough tone of voice.
"How could I find friends who would give! I worked my way out."
"Oh," said Bart; and he sat back, thinking and listening as the pole kept falling in the water with a rhythmic splash, and the brother and sister carried on a conversation in a low tone.
"I suppose we are safe now," said Mary. "They never saw the boat, and they would think you are hiding somewhere in the woods."
"Yes; and because they don't find us, they'll think the alligators have pulled us down," replied Abel. "Where are we going?"
"To get right down to the mouth of this creek, and round the sh.o.r.e.
There are plenty of hiding-places along the coast. Inlets and islands, with the trees growing to the edge of the sea."
"And what then?" said Abel.
"What then?" said Mary, in a half wondering tone.
"Yes; where shall we go?"
There was an interval of silence, during which the boat glided on in the darkness, which seemed to be quite opaque.
"I had not thought of that," said Mary, in the same short, rough voice which she seemed to have adopted. "I only thought of finding you, Abel, and when I had found you, of helping you to escape."
"She never thought of me," muttered Bart, with a sigh.
"Good girl," said Abel, tenderly.
"Hus.h.!.+ Don't say that," she cried shortly. "Who is this man with you?"
she whispered then.
"One of the sentries."
"Why did you bring him?"
"We were obliged to bring him, or--"
"Kill him?" said Mary, hoa.r.s.ely, for her brother did not end his sentence.
"Yes."
"You must set him ash.o.r.e, of course."
"Yes, of course. And then?"
"I don't know, Abel. I wanted to help you to escape, and you have escaped. You must do the rest."
"You're a brave, true girl," said Abel, enthusiastically; but he was again checked shortly.
"Don't say that," cried Mary, in an angry tone.
"What's she mean?" thought Bart; and he lay back wondering, while the boat glided on, and there was a long pause, for Abel ceased speaking, and when his deep breathing took Bart's attention and he leaned forward and touched him there was no response.
"Why, he's fallen asleep, Mary!" said Bart, in a whisper.
"Hush, Bart don't call me that!" came from the prow.
"All right, my la.s.s!" said the rough fellow. "I'll do anything you tells me."
"Then don't say 'my la.s.s' to me."
"I won't if you don't wish it," growled Bart. "Here, let me pole her along now."
"No; sit still. Is that man asleep?"
"Yes; can't you hear? He's f.a.gged out like poor old Abel. But let me pole the boat."
"No; she'll drift now with the current and we shall be carried out to sea. If the people yonder saw us then they would not know who was in the boat. You have escaped, Bart?"
"Ay, we've escaped, my--"
"Hush, I say!" cried Mary, imperiously; and Bart, feeling puzzled, rubbed one ear and sat gazing straight before him into the darkness where he knew the girl to be, his imagination filing up the blanks, till he seemed to see her standing up in the boat, with a red worsted cap perched jauntily upon her raven-black hair, and a tight blue-knitted jacket above her linsey-woolsey skirt, just as he had seen her hundreds of times in her father's, and then in Abel's boat at home on the Devon sh.o.r.e.
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