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Tita sat up; and then began crawling like a snake along the floor; among the chairs and tables; by the light of the cabin lamp。

〃Is he asleep?〃

〃Yes: but the casket is under his head。〃

〃Curse him!  How shall we take it?〃

〃I brought him a fresh pillow half…an…hour ago; I hung his hammock wrong on purpose that he might want one。  I thought to slip the box away as I did it; but the old ox nursed it in both hands all the while。〃

〃What shall we do; in the name of all the fiends?  She sails to… morrow morning; and then all is lost。〃

Tita showed her white teeth; and touched the dagger which hung by the intendant's side。

〃I dare not!〃 said the rascal; with a shudder。

〃I dare!〃 said she。  〃He whipt my mother; because she would not give me up to him to be taught in his schools; when she went to the mines。  And she went to the mines; and died there in three months。 I saw her go; with a chain round her neck; but she never came back again。  Yes; I dare kill him!  I will kill him!  I will!〃

The senor felt his mind much relieved。  He had no wish; of course; to commit the murder himself; for he was a good Catholic; and feared the devil。  But Tita was an Indian; and her being lost did not matter so much。  Indians' souls were cheap; like their bodies。 So he answered; 〃But we shall be discovered!〃

〃I will leap out of the window with the casket; and swim ashore。 They will never suspect you; and they will fancy I am drowned。〃

〃The sharks may seize you; Tita。  You had better give me the casket。〃

Tita smiled。  〃You would not like to lose that; eh? though you care little about losing me。  And yet you told me that you loved me!〃

〃And I do love you; Tita! light of my eyes! life of my heart!  I swear; by all the saints; I love you。  I will marry you; I swear I willI will swear on the crucifix; if you like!〃

〃Swear; then; or I do not give you the casket;〃 said she; holding out the little crucifix round her neck; and devouring him with the wild eyes of passionate unreasoning tropic love。

He swore; trembling; and deadly pale。

〃Give me your dagger。〃

〃No; not mine。  It may be found。  I shall be suspected。  What if my sheath were seen to be empty?〃

〃Your knife will do。  His throat is soft enough。〃

And she glided stealthily as a cat toward the hammock; while her cowardly companion stood shivering at the other end of the cabin; and turned his back to her; that he might not see the deed。

He stood waiting; one minutetwofive?  Was it an hour; rather? A cold sweat bathed his limbs; the blood beat so fiercely within his temples; that his head rang again。  Was that a death…bell tolling?  No; it was the pulses of his brain。  Impossible; surely; a death…bell。  Whence could it come?

There was a struggleah! she was about it now; a stifled cryAh! he had dreaded that most of all; to hear the old man cry。  Would there be much blood?  He hoped not。  Another struggle; and Tita's voice; apparently muffled; called for help。

〃I cannot help you。  Mother of Mercies!  I dare not help you!〃 hissed he。  〃She…devil! you have begun it; and you must finish it yourself!〃

A heavy arm from behind clasped his throat。  The bishop had broken loose from her and seized him!  Or was it his ghost? or a fiend come to drag him down to the pit?  And forgetting all but mere wild terror; he opened his lips for a scream; which would have wakened every soul on board。  But a handkerchief was thrust into his mouth and in another minute he found himself bound hand and foot; and laid upon the table by a gigantic enemy。  The cabin was full of armed men; two of whom were lashing up the bishop in his hammock; two more had seized Tita; and more were clambering up into the stern…gallery beyond; wild figures; with bright blades and armor gleaming in the starlight。

〃Now; Will;〃 whispered the giant who had seized him; 〃forward and clap the fore…hatches on; and shout Fire! with all your might。 Girl! murderess! your life is in my hands。  Tell me where the commander sleeps; and I pardon you。〃

Tita looked up at the huge speaker; and obeyed in silence。  The intendant heard him enter the colonel's cabin; and then a short scuffle; and silence for a moment。

But only for a moment; for already the alarm had been given; and mad confusion reigned through every deck。  Amyas (for it was none other) had already gained the poop; the sentinels were gagged and bound; and every half…naked wretch who came trembling up on deck in his shirt by the main hatchway; calling one; 〃Fire! another; 〃Wreck!〃 and another; 〃Treason!〃 was hurled into the scuppers; and there secured。

〃Lower away that boat!〃 shouted Amyas in Spanish to his first batch of prisoners。

The men; unarmed and naked; could but obey。

〃Now then; jump in。  Here; hand them to the gangway as they come up。

It was done; and as each appeared he was kicked to the scuppers; and bundled down over the side。

〃She's full。  Cast loose now and off with you。  If you try to board again we'll sink you。〃

〃Fire! fire!〃 shouted Cary; forward。  〃Up the main hatchway for your lives!〃

The ruse succeeded utterly; and before half…an…hour was over; all the ship's boats which could be lowered were filled with Spaniards in their shirts; getting ashore as best they could。

〃Here is a new sort of camisado;〃 quoth Cary。  〃The last Spanish one I saw was at the sortie from Smerwick: but this is somewhat more prosperous than that。〃

〃Get the main and foresail up; Will!〃 said Amyas; 〃cut the cable; and we will plume the quarry as we fly。〃

〃Spoken like a good falconer。  Heaven grant that this big woodcock may carry a good trail inside!〃

〃I'll warrant her for that;〃 said Jack Brimblecombe。  〃She floats so low。〃

〃Much of your build; too; Jack。  By the by; where is the commander?〃

Alas! Don Pedro; forgotten in the bustle; had been lying on the deck in his shirt; helplessly bound; exhausting that part of his vocabulary which related to the unseen world。  Which most discourteous act seemed at first likely to be somewhat heavily avenged on Amyas; for as he spoke; a couple of caliver…shots; fired from under the poop; passed 〃ping〃 〃ping〃 by his ears; and Cary clapped his hand to his side。

〃Hurt; Will?〃

〃A pinch; old ladLook out; or we are 'allen verloren' after all; as the Flemings say。〃

And as he spoke; a rush forward on the poop drove two of their best men down the ladder into the waist; where Amyas stood。

〃Killed?〃 asked he; as he picked one up; who had fallen head over heels。

〃Sound as a bell; sir: but they Gentiles has got hold of the firearms; and set the captain free。〃

And rubbing the back of his head for a minute; he jumped up the ladder again; shouting

〃Have at ye; idolatrous pagans!  Have at ye; Satan's spawn!〃

Amyas jumped up after him; shouting to all hands to follow; for there was no time to be lost。

Out of the windows of the poop; which looked on the main…deck; a galling fire had been opened; and he could not afford to lose men; for; as far as he knew; the Spaniards left on board might still far outnumber the English; so up he sprang on the poop; followed by a dozen men; and there began a very heavy fight between two parties of valiant warriors; who easily knew each other apart by the peculiar fashion of their armor。  For the Spaniards fought in their shirts; and in no other garments: but the English in all other manner of garments; tag; rag; and bobtail; and yet had never a shirt between them。

The rest of the English made a rush; of course; to get upon the poop; seeing that the Spaniards could not shoot them through the deck; but the fire from the windows was so hot; that although they dodged behind masts; spars; and every possible shelter; one or two dropped; and Jack Brimblecombe and Yeo took on themselves to call a retreat; and with about a dozen men; got back; and held a council of war。

What was to be done?  Their arquebuses were of little use; for the Spaniards were behind a strong bulkhead。  There were cannon: but where was powder or shot?  The boats; encouraged by the clamor on deck; were paddling alongside again。  Yeo rushed round and round; probing every gun with his sword。

〃Here's a patararo loaded!  Now for a match; lads。〃

Luckily one of the English had kept his match alight during the scuffle。

〃Thanks be!  Help me to unship the gunthe mast's in the way here。〃

The patararo; or brass swivel; was unshipped。

〃Steady; lads; and keep it level; or you'll shake out the priming。 Ship it here; turn out that one; and heave it into that boat; if they come alongside。  Steady nowso!  Rummage about; and find me a bolt or two; a marlin…spike; anything。  Quick; or the captain will be over…mastered yet。〃

Missiles were foundodds and endsand crammed into the swivel up to the muzzle: and; in another minute; its 〃cargo of notions〃 was crashing into the poop…windows; silencing the fire from thence effectually enough for the time。

〃Now; then; a rush forward; and right in along the deck!〃 shouted Yeo; and the whole party charged through the cabin…doors; which their shot had burst open; and hewed their way from room to room。

In the meanwhile; the Spaniards above had fought fiercely: but; in spite of superior numbers; they had gradually given back before the 〃

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