e were going north-about
round Scotland, and were now on the high sea between the Orkney and
Shetland Islands, having avoided the dangerous currents of the Pentland
Firth. For my part, who had been so long shut in the dark and knew
nothing of head-winds, I thought we might be half-way or more across the
Atlantic. And indeed (beyond that I wondered a little at the lateness of
the sunset light) I gave no heed to it, and pushed on across the decks,
running between the seas, catching at ropes, and only saved from going
overboard by one of the hands on deck, who had been always kind to me.
The round-house, for which I was bound, and where I was now to sleep and
serve, stood some six feet above the decks, and, considering the size of
the brig, was of good dimensions. Inside were a fixed table and bench,
and two berths, one for the captain and the other for the two mates,
turn and turn about. It was all fitted with lockers from top to bottom,
so as to stow away the officers' belongings and a part of the ship's
stores; there was a second store-room underneath, which you entered by a
hatchway in the middle of the deck; indeed, all the best of the meat and
drink and the whole of the powder were collected in this place; and all
the fire-arms, except the two pieces of brass ordnance, were set in a
rack in the aftermost wall of the round-house. The most of the cutlasses
were in another place.
A small window with a shutter on each side, and a skylight in the roof,
gave it light by day; and after dark there was a lamp always burning. It
was burning when I entered, not brightly, but enough to show Mr. Shuan
sitting at the table, with the brandy-bottle and a tin pannikin in front
of him. He was a tall man, strongly made and very black; and he stared
before him on the table like one stupid.
He took no notice of my coming in; nor did he move when the captain
followed and leant on the berth beside me, looking darkly at the mate. I
stood in great fear of Hoseason, and had my reasons for it; but
something told me I need not be afraid of him just then; and I
whispered in his ear, "How is he?" He shook his head like one that does
not know and does not wish to think, and his face was very stern.
Presently Mr. Riach came in. He gave the captain a glance that meant the
boy was dead as plain as speaking, and took his place like the rest of
us; so that we all three stood without a word, staring down at Mr.
Shuan, and Mr. Shuan (on his side)
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