Sail Ho! Part 14
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"And the good fortune to you. Good luck you say it."
I went back on deck with my prize, and called at the galley, thinking no more of the Frenchman's mistake.
There the cook readily furnished me with a sharp knife and some tough rind pieces of pork and bacon liberally furnished on one side with fat.
"Cut 'em in long baits, sir," he said, "and the fish are sure to come at them."
"But they will taste too salt," I said.
He laughed.
"How can a fish know whether the bait is salt when it takes it in salt water?"
I had not thought of that, and I returned aft, pa.s.sing Mr Frewen and Mr Preddle, both of whom looked disturbed, and then I reached the spot where I had left Mr Denning and his sister. He was looking angry, and Miss Denning had tears in her eyes as she quickly turned away.
"I've got a line and baits," I said, speaking as if I had not noticed that anything was wrong, though I felt sure that the doctor and Mr Preddle had been there in my absence.
"You can take them back," said Mr Denning, shortly, "I shall not fish to-day."
Miss Denning turned round quickly.
"John dear!" she whispered, and she gave him a piteous look.
He frowned and turned to me, when seeing, I suppose, my disappointment, he smoothed his face and then smiled.
"Oh, very well," he said, "I was going to my cabin, but we will have a try."
I saw Miss Denning lay her hand upon his arm, but took no notice, for I knelt down on the deck directly, cut a bait ready--a long strip of the bacon rind--stuck the point of the large sharp hook through one end as if I were going to fish for mackerel at home, and then after unwinding some of the line, to which a heavy leaden sinker was attached, I was about to throw the bait over the stern.
"But that piece of lead will be too heavy," cried Mr Denning, now full of interest in the fis.h.i.+ng. "It will make the line hang straight down, and I keep seeing the fish play near the top."
I shook my head.
"It will not sink six feet," I said, "because we shall drag it along so fast. If we were going faster I should require a heavier lead."
"Ah, well, I suppose you know best," he said, smiling. "Go on."
He gave an uneasy glance back along the deck to see if any one else were near but the man at the wheel, who had his back to us, and I let about fifty yards of the stout line run out before I checked it and placed it in Mr Denning's hands as he stood leaning against the bulwarks.
"Shall I give a twist round one of the belaying-pins?" I said.
"What for?" he cried sharply. "Do you think I am too weak to hold it?"
"Oh no," I said quickly, "but we may hook a big fish, and the line would cut your hand."
He smiled as if he doubted me, and to guard against his letting go, I unwound the whole of the remaining line and laid it out in rings before fastening the winder tightly beneath the bulwark, so that even if the line were all run out the fish would be checked and caught.
Just then Walters came sauntering up, and I could not help thinking that from his size and our uniform being the same, how easily we might be taken one for the other in the gloom of the forecastle.
Mr Denning turned and looked at him for a moment, and then back to watch his line without a word, while Miss Denning bowed slightly.
"They don't like Walters," I said to myself.
"Had any bites?" he said with a sn.i.g.g.e.ring laugh.
"No," replied Mr Denning, coldly; "I have only just begun."
There was silence for a few minutes, Walters' coming having seemed to damp our proceedings.
"Here, I know what's the matter," he said suddenly, taking a couple of steps close up to Mr Denning. "Your bait isn't right."
"Mind!" I cried. "You're treading on the line."
"Well, it won't hurt it," said Walters, roughly, and he kicked some of the rings up with one of his feet. Then to Mr Denning--"It isn't as if I'd got on nailed boots. Here, let me pull in your bait and pat a proper one on. I've caught lots of fish. He doesn't know anything about it."
"Thank you," said Mr Denning, coldly, "when I require your help, I will ask for it. Ah!"
He uttered a sharp e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.n, as there came a sudden fierce tug at the line which dragged his hands right out to the full length of his arms and brought his chest heavily against his side.
"Hooray! you've got him," cried Walters, "and a big one too. Hold fast!"
It was as if Mr Denning was playing at the old forfeit game of the Rules of Contrary, for he let go. The line rushed out, and the next moment the rings in which Walters had stepped tightened round his legs just as he was changing his position, and with so heavy a drag that the lad lost his balance and came down heavily upon the deck, which his head struck with a sharp rap.
"That was your doing!" he shouted, as I rushed at him where he was struggling to free himself, for the line kept on tightening round him from the furious jerks given by the fish which had seized the bait.
But I was not thinking of freeing him, only of getting hold of the line, and as he struck at me quickly, I thrust him back so sharply that his head struck the deck again.
By that time I had hold of the line, and, thinking no more of Walters, I tried to hold the prize, but was fain to call excitedly upon Mr Denning to help me.
He seized the line too, and for the next five minutes the fish was tearing about here and there in the water far below where we stood, and jerking our arms and shoulders till they ached. Now it would go off at right angles, now directly in the opposite direction.
Then slacking the line for a few moments it shot right away aft, jerking the line so heavily that it was dragged through our hands. The next moment we saw what looked like a huge bar of blue and silver shoot right out of the water and come down with a heavy splash.
"Gone!" I said with a groan, for there were no more fierce tugs, and as I hauled, the line came in yard by yard for me to cast down on the deck.
"The line's broken," said Mr Denning in a husky voice, as he drew out his handkerchief to wipe his face.
"Yes; it was a monster," I said dolefully. "Oh, what a pity!"
"Missed one?" said the captain.
"Yes, sir; a great fellow, five feet long at least."
"One of the big albicores, I dare say," he said. "They are very strong in the water. But he has not broken your line, has he?"
"I'm afraid so," I replied, as I hauled away till the lead rattled against the s.h.i.+p's side. Then another haul or two brought the hook over the rail, for the line was not broken, but the stout wire hook had straightened with the weight of the fish, and had been drawn back out of the creature's jaws.
By this time Walters had pretty well cleared himself from the line tangled about his leg, and he stood looking on and scowling at me in turn as I removed the straightened hook, and put on another from the spare ones with which Jarette had furnished me. This I baited as before and threw over, the line running out rapidly till about the same length was out; and Mr Denning took hold again, the red spots in his cheeks showing how thoroughly he was interested in the sport.
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