The Day's Work Part 36
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too much to its keepin'. When the second hawser was fast, I was wet wi'
sweat, an' I cried Bell to tak' up his slack an' go home. The other man was by way o' helpin' the work wi' askin' for drinks, but I e'en told him he must hand reef an' steer, beginnin' with steerin', for I was goin' to turn in. He steered--oh, ay, he steered, in a manner o'
speakin'. At the least, he grippit the spokes an' twiddled 'em an'
looked wise, but I doubt if the Hoor ever felt it. I turned in there an'
then, to young Bannister's bunk, an' slept past expression. I waukened ragin' wi' hunger, a fair lump o' sea runnin', the Kite snorin' awa'
four knots an hour; an' the Grotkau slappin' her nose under, an' yawin'
an' standin' over at discretion. She was a most disgracefu' tow. But the shameful thing of all was the food. I raxed me a meal fra galley-shelves an' pantries an' lazareetes an' cubby-holes that I would not ha' gied to the mate of a Cardiff collier; an' ye ken we say a Cardiff mate will eat clinkers to save waste. I'm sayin' it was simply vile! The crew had written what they thought of it on the new paint o' the fo'c'sle, but I had not a decent soul wi' me to complain on. There was nothin' for me to do save watch the hawsers an' the Kite's tail squatterin' down in white watter when she lifted to a sea; so I got steam on the after donkey-pump, an' pumped oot the engine-room. There's no sense in leavin'
waiter loose in a s.h.i.+p. When she was dry, I went doun the shaft-tunnel, an' found she was leakin' a little through the stuffin'box, but nothin'
to make wark. The propeller had e'en jarred off, as I knew it must, an'
Calder had been waitin' for it to go wi' his hand on the gear. He told me as much when I met him ash.o.r.e. There was nothin' started or strained.
It had just slipped awa' to the bed o' the Atlantic as easy as a man dyin' wi' due warning--a most providential business for all concerned.
Syne I took stock o' the Grotkau's upper works. Her boats had been smashed on the davits, an' here an' there was the rail missin', an' a ventilator or two had fetched awa', an' the bridge-rails were bent by the seas; but her hatches were tight, and she'd taken no sort of harm.
Dod, I came to hate her like a human bein', for I was eight weary days aboard, starvin'--ay, starvin'--within a cable's length o' plenty. All day I laid in the bunk reading the' Woman-Hater,' the grandest book Charlie Reade ever wrote, an' pickin' a toothful here an' there. It was weary, weary work. Eight days, man, I was aboard the Grotkau, an' not one full meal did I make. Sma' blame her crew would not stay by her. The other man? Oh I warked him wi' a vengeance to keep him warm.
"It came on to blow when we fetched soundin's, an' that kept me standin'
by the hawsers, lashed to the capstan, breathin' twixt green seas. I near died o' cauld an' hunger, for the Grotkau towed like a barge, an'
Bell howkit her along through or over. It was vara thick up-Channel, too. We were standin' in to make some sort o' light, an' we near walked over twa three fis.h.i.+n'-boats, an' they cried us we were overclose to Falmouth. Then we were near cut down by a drunken foreign fruiter that was blunderin' between us an' the sh.o.r.e, and it got thicker an' thicker that night, an' I could feel by the tow Bell did not know whaur he was.
Losh, we knew in the morn, for the wind blew the fog oot like a candle, an' the sun came clear; and as surely as McRimmon gied me my cheque, the shadow o' the Eddystone lay across our tow-rope! We were that near--ay, we were that near! Bell fetched the Kite round with the jerk that came close to tearin' the bitts out o' the Grotkau, an' I mind I thanked my Maker in young Bannister's cabin when we were inside Plymouth breakwater.
"The first to come aboard was McRimmon, wi' Dandie. Did I tell you our orders were to take anything we found into Plymouth? The auld deil had just come down overnight, puttin' two an' two together from what Calder had told him when the liner landed the Grotkau's men. He had preceesely hit oor time. I'd hailed Bell for something to eat, an' he sent it o'er in the same boat wi' McRimmon, when the auld man came to me. He grinned an' slapped his legs and worked his eyebrows the while I ate.
"'How do Holdock, Steiner & Chase feed their men?' said he.
"'Ye can see,' I said, knockin' the top off another beer-bottle. 'I did not sign to be starved, McRimmon.'
"'Nor to swum, either,' said he, for Bell had tauld him how I carried the line aboard. 'Well, I'm thinkin' you'll be no loser. What freight could we ha' put into the Lammergeyer would equal salvage on four hunder thousand pounds--hull an' cargo? Eh, McPhee? This cuts the liver out o' Holdock, Steiner, Chase & Company, Limited. Eh, McPhee? An' I'm sufferin' from senile dementia now? Eh, MCPhee? An' I'm not daft, am I, till I begin to paint the Lammergeyer? Eh, McPhee? Ye may weel lift your leg, Dandie! I ha' the laugh o' them all. Ye found watter in the engine-room?'
"'To speak wi'oot prejudice,' I said, 'there was some watter.'
"'They thought she was sinkin' after the propeller went. She filled wi'
extraordinary rapeedity. Calder said it grieved him an' Bannister to abandon her.'
"I thought o' the dinner at Radley's, an' what like o' food I'd eaten for eight days.
"'It would grieve them sore,' I said.
"'But the crew would not hear o' stayin' and workin' her back under canvas. They're gaun up an' down sayin' they'd ha' starved first.'
"'They'd ha' starved if they'd stayed,' said I.
"'I tak' it, fra Calder's account, there was a mutiny a'most.'
"'Ye know more than I, McRimmon' I said. 'Speakin' wi'oot prejudice, for we're all in the same boat, who opened the bilgec.o.c.k?'
"'Oh, that's it--is it?' said the auld man, an' I could see he was surprised. 'A bilge-c.o.c.k, ye say?'
"'I believe it was a bilge-c.o.c.k. They were all shut when I came aboard, but some one had flooded the engine-room eight feet over all, and shut it off with the worm-an'-wheel gear from the second gratin' afterwards.'
"'Los.h.!.+' said McRimmon. 'The ineequity o' man's beyond belief. But it's awfu' discreditable to Holdock, Steiner & Chase, if that came oot in court.'
"'It's just my own curiosity,' I said.
"'Aweel, Dandie's afflicted wi' the same disease. Dandie, strive against curiosity, for it brings a little dog into traps an' suchlike. Whaur was the Kite when yon painted liner took off the Grotkau's people?'
"'Just there or thereabouts,' I said.
"'An' which o' you twa thought to cover your lights?' said he, winkin'.
"'Dandle,' I said to the dog, 'we must both strive against curiosity.
It's an unremunerative business. What's our chance o' salvage, Dandie?'
"He laughed till he choked. 'Tak' what I gie you, McPhee, an' be content,' he said. 'Lord, how a man wastes time when he gets old. Get aboard the Kite, mon, as soon as ye can. I've clean forgot there's a Baltic charter yammerin' for you at London. That'll be your last voyage, I'm thinkin', excep' by way o' pleasure.'
"Steiner's men were comin' aboard to take charge an' tow her round, an'
I pa.s.sed young Steiner in a boat as I went to the Kite. He looked down his nose; but McRimmon pipes up: 'Here's the man ye owe the Grotkau to--at a price, Steiner--at a price! Let me introduce Mr. McPhee to you. Maybe ye've met before; but ye've vara little luck in keepin' your men--ash.o.r.e or afloat!'
"Young Steiner looked angry enough to eat him as he chuckled an'
whustled in his dry old throat.
"'Ye've not got your award yet,' Steiner says.
"'Na, na,' says the auld man, in a screech ye could hear to the Hoe, 'but I've twa million sterlin', an' no bairns, ye Judeeas Apella, if ye mean to fight; an' I'll match ye p'und for p'und till the last p'und's oot. Ye ken me, Steiner! I'm McRimmon o' McNaughten & McRimmon!'
"'Dod,' he said betwix' his teeth, sittin' back in the boat, 'I've waited fourteen year to break that Jewfirm, an' G.o.d be thankit I'll do it now.'
"The Kite was in the Baltic while the auld man was warkin' his warks, but I know the a.s.sessors valued the Grotkau, all told, at over three hunder and sixty thousand--her manifest was a treat o' richness--an'
McRimmon got a third for salvin' an abandoned s.h.i.+p. Ye see, there's vast deeference between towin' a s.h.i.+p wi' men on her an' pickin' up a derelict--a vast deeference--in pounds sterlin'. Moreover, twa three o'
the Grotkau's crew were burnin' to testify about food, an' there was a note o' Calder to the Board, in regard to the tail-shaft, that would ha'
been vara damagin' if it had come into court. They knew better than to fight.
"Syne the Kite came back, an' McRimmon paid off me an' Bell personally, an' the rest of the crew pro rata, I believe it's ca'ed. My share--oor share, I should say--was just twenty-five thousand pound sterlin'."
At this point Janet jumped up and kissed him.
"Five-and-twenty thousand pound sterlin'. Noo, I'm fra the North, and I'm not the like to fling money awa' rashly, but I'd gie six months'
pay--one hunder an' twenty pounds--to know who flooded the engine-room of the Grotkau. I'm fairly well acquaint wi' McRimmon's eediosyncrasies, and he'd no hand in it. It was not Calder, for I've asked him, an' he wanted to fight me. It would be in the highest degree unprofessional o'
Calder--not fightin', but openin' bilge-c.o.c.ks--but for a while I thought it was him. Ay, I judged it might be him--under temptation."
"What's your theory?" I demanded.
"Weel, I'm inclined to think it was one o' those singular providences that remind us we're in the hands o' Higher Powers.".
"It couldn't open and shut itself?"
"I did not mean that; but some half-starvin' oiler or, maybe, trimmer must ha' opened it awhile to mak' sure o' leavin' the Grotkau. It's a demoralisin' thing to see an engine-room flood up after any accident to the gear--demoralisin' and deceptive both. Aweel, the man got what he wanted, for they went aboard the liner cryin' that the Grotkau was sinkin'. But it's curious to think o' the consequences. In a' human probability, he's bein' d.a.m.ned in heaps at the present moment aboard another tramp freighter; an' here am I, wi' five-an'-twenty thousand pound invested, resolute to go to sea no more--providential's the preceese word--except as a pa.s.senger, ye'll understand, Janet."
McPhee kept his word. He and Janet went for a voyage as pa.s.sengers in the first-cla.s.s saloon. They paid seventy pounds for their berths; and Janet found a very sick woman in the second-cla.s.s saloon, so that for sixteen days she lived below, and chatted with the stewardesses at the foot of the second-saloon stairs while her patient slept. McPhee was a pa.s.senger for exactly twenty-four hours. Then the engineers' mess--where the oilcloth tables are--joyfully took him to its bosom, and for the rest of the voyage that company was richer by the unpaid services of a highly certificated engineer.
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