hard cash-第51节
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〃All over！ Don't tell me！ Look out now as you drift under our stern； and we'll lower you the four…inch hawser。〃
〃Lord bless you； sir； do； pray！〃 cried Thompson； losing his recklessness with the chance of life。
By this time the shore was black with people； and a boat was brought down to the beach； but to attempt to launch it was to be sucked out to sea。
At present all eyes were fixed on Thompson drifting to destruction。
Dodd cut the four…inch hawser； and Vespasian； on deck； lowered it with a line； so that Thompson presently drifted right athwart it。 〃All right； sir！〃 said he； grasping it； and； amidst thundering acclamations； was drawn to land full of salt water and all but insensible。 The piano landed at Dunkirk three weeks later。
In the bustle of this good and smart action the tide retired perceptibly。
By…and…bye the sea struck lower and with less weight。
At 9 P。 M。 Dodd took his little party down on deck again； being now the safest place； for the mast might go。
It was a sad scene： the deck was now dry； and the dead bodies lay quiet around them with glassy eyes； and； grotesquely horrible； the long hair of two or three was stiff and crystallised with the saltpetre in the ship。
Mrs。 Beresford clung to Vespasian： she held his bare black shoulder with one white and jewelled hand； and his wrist with the other； tight。 〃Oh； Mr。 Black；〃 said she； 〃how brave you are！ It is incredible。 Why； you came back！ I must feel a brave man with both my hands or I shall die。 Your skin is nice and soft； too。 I shall never outlive this dreadful day。〃
And now that the water was too low to wash them off the hawser； several of the ship's company came back to the ship to help the women down。
By noon the _Agra's_ deck was thirty feet from the sand。 The rescued ones wanted to break their legs and necks； but Dodd would not permit even that。 He superintended the whole manoeuvre； and lowered； first the dead； then the living； not omitting the poor goat； who was motionless and limp with fright。
When they were all safe on the sand； Dodd stood alone upon the poop a minute； cheered by all the sailors； French and English； ashore； then slid down a rope and rejoined his companions。
To their infinite surprise； the undaunted one was found to be snivelling。
〃Oh； dear！ what is the matter？〃 said Mrs。 Beresford tenderly。
〃The poor _Agra_； ma'am！ She was such a beautiful sea…boat： and just look at her now！ Never sail again： never！ never！ She was a little crank in beating； I can't deny it； but how she did fly with the wind abaft。 She sank a pirate in the straits； and weathered a hurricane off the Mauritius； and after all for a lubber to go and lay her bones ashore in a fair wind： poor dear beauty！〃
He maundered thus； and kept turning back to look at the wreck； till he happened to lay his hand on his breast He stopped in the middle of his ridiculous lament wore a look of self…reproach； and cast his eyes upward in heartfelt gratitude。
The companions of so many adventures dispersed。
A hospitable mayoress entertained Mrs。 Beresford and suite； and she took to her bed； for she fell seriously ill as soon as ever she could do it with impunity。
Colonel Kenealy went off to Paris： 〃I'll gain that； any way； by being wrecked；〃 said he。
If there be a lover of quadrupeds here； let him know that Billy's weakness proved his strength。 Being brandied by a good…natured French sailor； he winked his eye； being brandied greatly； he staggered up and butted his benefactor like a man。
Fullalove had dry clothes and a blazing fire ready for Dodd at a little rude auberge。 He sat over it and dried a few bank…notes。 he had loose about him； and examined his greater treasure； his children's。 The pocket…book was much stained； but no harm whatever done to the contents。
In the midst of this employment the shadow of an enormous head was projected right upon his treasure。
Turning with a start； he saw a face at the window： one of those vile mugs which are found to perfection amongst the _canaille_ of the French nationbloated； blear…eyed； grizzly； and wild…beast like。 The ugly thing； on being confronted； passed slowly out of the sun； and Dodd thought no more of it。
The owner of this sinister visage was Andre Thibout； of whom it might be said； like face like life； for he was one of those ill…omened creatures who feed upon the misfortunes of their kind； and stand on shore in foul weather hoping the worst； instead of praying for the best： briefly； a wrecker。 He and his comrade； Jacques Moinard； had heard the _Agra's_ gun fired； and came down to batten on the wreck： but ho！ at the turn of the tide； there were gensdarmes and soldiers lining the beach； and the Bayonet interposed between Theft and Misfortune。 So now the desperate pair were prowling about like hungry； baffled wolves； curses on their lips and rage at their hearts。
Dodd was extremely anxious to get to Barkington before the news of the wreck； for otherwise he knew his wife and children would suffer a year's agony in a single day。 The only chance he saw was to get to Boulogne in time to catch the _Nancy_ sailing packet； for it was her day。 But then Boulogne was eight leagues distant； and there was no public conveyance going。 Fullalove； entering heartily into his feelings； was gone to look for horses to hire； aided by the British Consul。 The black hero was upstairs clearing out with a pin two holes that had fallen into decay for want of use。 These holes were in his ears。
And now； worn out by anxiety and hard work； Dodd began to nod in his chair by the fire。
He had not been long asleep when the hideous face of Thibout reappeared at the window and watched him。 Presently a low whistle was uttered outside； and soon the two ruffians entered the room； and； finding the landlady there as well as Dodd； called for a little glass apiece of absinthe。 While drinking it； they cast furtive glances towards Dodd； and waited till she should go about her business； and leave them alone with him。
But the good woman surmised their looks； and knowing the character of the men； poured out a cup of coffee from a great metal reservoir by the fire； and waked Dodd without ceremony： 〃Voici votre cafe； Monsieur！〃 making believe he had ordered it。
〃Merci； Madame！〃 replied he； for his wife had taught him a little French。
〃One may sleep _mal a propos；_〃 muttered the woman in his ear。 〃My man is at the fair； and there are people here who are not worth any great things。〃
Dodd rubbed his eyes and saw those two foul faces at the end of the kitchen： for such it was； though called _salle a manger。_ 〃Humph！〃 said he； and instinctively buttoned his coat
At that Thibout touched Moinard's knee under the table。
Fullalove came in soon after to say he had got two horses； and they would be here in a quarter of an hour。
〃Well； but Vespasian？ how is he to go？〃 inquired Dodd。
〃Oh； we'll send him on ahead； and then ride and tie。〃
〃No； no；〃 said Dodd； 〃I'll go ahead。 That will shake me up。 I think I should tumble off a horse； I'm so dead sleepy。〃
Accordingly he started to walk on the road to Boulogne。
He had not been gone three minutes when Moinard sauntered out。
Moinard had not been gone two minutes when Thibout strolled out。
Moinard kept Dodd in sight and Thibout kept Moinard。
The horses were brought soon after； but unfortunately the pair did not start immediately； though； had they known it； every moment was precious。 They wasted time in argument。 Vespasian had come down with a diamond ring in one ear； and a ruby in the other。 Fullalove saw this retrograde step； and said grimly； 〃Have you washed but half your face； or is this a return to savagery？〃
Vespasian wore an air of offended dignity。 〃No； sar； these yar decorations come off a lady ob i cibilisation： Missy Beresford donated 'em me。 Says she； 'Massah Black'yah！ yah！ She always nick…nominates dis child Massa Black 'while I was praying Goramighty for self and pickaninny； I seen you out of one corner of my eye admirationing my rings； den just you take 'em；' says dat ar aristocracy： 'for I don't admirationise 'em none： I've been shipwrecked。' So I took 'em wid incredible condescension； and dat ar beautiful lady says to me； 'Oh； get along wid your nonsense about coloured skins！ I have inspectionated your conduct； Massa Black； and likewise your performances on the slack rope；' says she； 'in time of shipwreck： and darn me；' says she； 'but you are a man； you are。' 'No； Missy；' says I superciliously； 'dis child am not a man； if you please； but a coloured gemman。'〃 He added； he had put them in his ears because the biggest would not go on his little finger。
Fullalove groaned。 〃And of course； the next thing； you'll ring your snout like a pig or a Patagonian。 There； come along； ye darn'dAnomaly。〃
He was going to say 〃Cuss；〃 but remembering his pupil's late heroic conduct； softened it down to Anomaly。
But Vespasian always measured the force of words by their length or obscurity。 〃Anomaly〃 cut him to the heart： he rode off in moody silence and dejection； asking himself sorrowfully what he had done that such a mountain of vituperation should fall on him。 〃Anomaly！！〃
They cantered along in silence； for Fullalove was digesting this new trait
