The Madman and the Pirate Part 16
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He caught up the heavy staff which he was in the habit of carrying with him in his mountain rambles. At the same instant Rosco seized the knife and flung it far into the bush.
"See! I am still unarmed," he said.
"True, but you are not the less guilty, Rosco, and you must die. It is my duty to kill you."
He advanced with the staff up-raised.
"Stay! Let us consider before you strike. Are you not a self-appointed executioner?"
The question was well put. The madman lowered the staff to consider.
Instantly the pirate made a plunge at and caught it. Zeppa strove to wrench it from his grasp, but the pirate felt that his life might depend on his retaining hold, and, in his extremity, was endued with almost supernatural strength. In the fierce struggles that ensued, the embers of the fire were scattered, and the spot reduced to almost total darkness. During the unequal conflict, the pirate, who could only get upon his knees, was swept and hurled from side to side, but still he grasped the staff with vice-like power to his breast. Even in that fearful moment the idea, which had already occurred to him, of humouring his antagonist gained force. He suddenly loosed his hold. Zeppa staggered backward, recovered himself, sprang forward, and aimed a fearful blow at his adversary, who suddenly fell flat down. The staff pa.s.sed harmlessly over him and was shattered to pieces on the side of the cave.
"Ha! ha!" laughed the pirate lightly, as he sat up again, "you see, Zeppa, that Providence is against you. How else could I, a helpless cripple, have held my own against you? And see, the very weapon you meant to use is broken to pieces. Come now, delay this execution for a little, and let us talk together about this death which you think is due. There is much to be said about death, you know, and I should like to get to understand it better before I experience it."
"There is reason in that, Rosco," said Zeppa, sitting down on the ground by the side of the pirate, and leaning his back against the rock. "You have much need to consider death, for after death comes the judgment, and none of us can escape _that_."
"True, Zeppa, and I should not like to face that just now, for I am not fit to die, although, as you truly say, I deserve death. I have no hesitation in admitting that," returned the pirate, with some bitterness; "I deserve to die, body and soul, and, after all, I don't see why I should seek so earnestly to delay the righteous doom."
"Right, Rosco, right; you talk sense now, the doom is well deserved.
Why, then, try to prevent me any longer from inflicting it when you know it is my duty to do so?"
"Because," continued the pirate, who felt that to maintain the conflict even with words was too much for his exhausted strength, "because I have heard that G.o.d is merciful."
"Merciful!" echoed Zeppa. "Of course He is. Have you not heard that His mercy is so great that He has provided a way of escape for sinners-- through faith in His own dear Son?"
"It does not, however, seem to be a way of escape for _me_," said the pirate, letting himself sink back on his couch with a weary sigh.
"Yes, it is! yes, it is!" exclaimed Zeppa eagerly, as he got upon the familiar theme; "the offer is to the chief of sinners, 'Whosoever will,'
'Turn ye, turn ye, for why will ye die?'"
"Tell me about it" said Rosco faintly, as the other paused.
Zeppa had delayed a moment in order to think for his disordered mind had been turned into a much-loved channel, that of preaching the Gospel to inquiring sinners. For many years he had been training himself in the knowledge of the Scriptures, and, being possessed of a good memory, he had got large portions of it by heart. Gathering together the embers of the scattered fire, he sat down again, and, gazing thoughtfully at the flickering flames, began to point out the way of salvation to the pirate.
Sleep--irresistible sleep--gradually overcame the latter; still the former went on repeating long pa.s.sages of G.o.d's word. At last he put a question, and, not receiving an answer, looked earnestly into the face of his enemy.
"Ah! poor man. He sleeps. G.o.d cannot wish me to slay him until I have made him understand the gospel. I will delay--till to-morrow."
Before the morrow came Zeppa had wandered forth among the cliffs and gorges of his wild home, with the ever-increasing fires of fever raging in his veins.
Sometimes his madness took the form of wildest fury, and, grasping some bush or sapling that might chance to be near, he would struggle with it as with a fiend until utter exhaustion caused him to fall prostrate on the ground, where he would lie until partial rest and internal fire gave him strength again to rise. At other times he would run up and down the bills like a greyhound, bounding from rock to rock, and across chasms where one false step would have sent him headlong to destruction.
Frequently he ran down to the beach and plunged into the sea, where he would swim about aimlessly until exhaustion sent him to the sh.o.r.e, where he would fall down, as at other times, and rest--if such repose could be so styled.
Thus he continued fighting for his life for several days.
During that time Richard Rosco lay in the cave almost starving.
At first he had found several cocoa-nuts, the hard sh.e.l.ls of which had been broken by Zeppa, and appeased his hunger with these, but when they were consumed, he sought about the cave for food in vain. Fortunately he found a large earthenware pot--evidently a home-made one--nearly full of water, so that he was spared the agony of thirst as well as hunger.
When he had sc.r.a.ped the sh.e.l.ls of the cocoa-nuts perfectly clean, the pirate tried to crawl forth on hands and knees, to search for food, his feet being in such a state that it was not possible for him to stand, much less to walk. But Zeppa had long ago cleared away all the wild fruits that grew in the neighbourhood of his cave, so that he found nothing save a few wild berries. Still, in his condition, even these were of the utmost value: they helped to keep him alive. Another night pa.s.sed, and the day came. He crept forth once more, but was so weakened by suffering and want that he could not extend his explorations so far as before, and was compelled to return without having tasted a mouthful.
Taking a long draught of water, he lay down, as he firmly believed, to die.
And as he lay there his life rose up before him as an avenging angel, and the image of his dead mother returned with a reproachful yet an appealing look in her eyes. He tried to banish the one and to turn his thoughts from the other, but failed, and at last in an agony of remorse, shouted the single word "Guilty!"
It seemed as if the cry had called Zeppa from the world of spirits--to which Ros...o...b..lieved he had fled--for a few minutes afterwards the madman approached his mountain-home, with the blood still boiling in his veins. Apparently he had forgotten all about the pirate, for he was startled on beholding him.
"What! still there? I thought I had killed you."
"I wish you had, Zeppa. It would have been more merciful than leaving me to die of hunger here."
"Are you prepared to die now?"
"Yes, but for G.o.d's sake give me something to eat first. After that I care not what you do to me."
"Miserable man, death is sufficient for you. I have neither command nor desire to torture. You shall have food immediately."
So saying, Zeppa re-entered the bush. In less than half-an-hour he returned with several cocoa-nuts and other fruits, of which Rosco partook with an avidity that told its own tale.
"Now," said Zeppa, rising, when Rosco had finished, "have you had enough?"
"No," said the pirate, quickly, "not half enough. Go, like a good fellow, and fetch me more."
Zeppa rose at once and went away. While he was gone the fear of being murdered again took possession of Rosco. He felt that his last hour was approaching, and, in order to avoid his doom if possible, crawled away among the bushes and tried to hide himself. He was terribly weak, however, and had not got fifty yards away when he fell down utterly exhausted.
He heard Zeppa return to the cave, and listened with beating heart.
"Hallo! where are you?" cried the madman.
Then, receiving no answer, he burst into a long, loud fit of laughter, which seemed to freeze the very marrow in the pirate's bones.
"Ha! ha!" he shouted, again and again, "I knew you were a dream, I felt sure of it--ha! ha! and now this proves it. And I'm glad you were a dream, for I did not want to kill you, Rosco, though I thought it my duty to do so. It was a dream--thank G.o.d, it was all a dream!"
Zeppa did not end again with wild laughter, but betook himself to earnest importunate prayer, during which Rosco crept, by slow degrees, farther and farther away, until he could no longer hear the sound of his enemy's voice.
Now, it was while this latter scene had been enacting, that Orlando and the faithful negro set out on their search into the mountain.
At first they did not speak, and Ebony, not feeling sure how his young master relished his company, kept discreetly a pace or two in rear.
After they had crossed the plain, however, and begun to scale the steep sides of the hills, his tendency towards conversation could not be restrained.
"Does you t'ink, Ma.s.sa Orley, that hims be you fadder?"
"I think so, Ebony, indeed I feel almost sure of it."
Thus encouraged, the negro ranged up alongside.
"An' does you t'ink hims mad?"
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