tales of the fish patrol-第7章
按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页,按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页,按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部!
————未阅读完?加入书签已便下次继续阅读!
… twenty…five dollars a day apiece。〃
The boat we were discussing; the Ghost; lay directly beneath us。
Two men composed its crew。 One was a squat; broad…shouldered
fellow with remarkably long and gorilla…like arms; while the other
was tall and well proportioned; with clear blue eyes and a mat of
straight black hair。 So unusual and striking was this combination
of hair and eyes that Charley and I remained somewhat longer than
we intended。
And it was well that we did。 A stout; elderly man; with the dress
and carriage of a successful merchant; came up and stood beside us;
looking down upon the deck of the Ghost。 He appeared angry; and
the longer he looked the angrier he grew。
〃Those are my oysters;〃 he said at last。 〃I know they are my
oysters。 You raided my beds last night and robbed me of them。〃
The tall man and the short man on the Ghost looked up。
〃Hello; Taft;〃 the short man said; with insolent familiarity。
(Among the bayfarers he had gained the nickname of 〃The Centipede〃
on account of his long arms。) 〃Hello; Taft;〃 he repeated; with the
same touch of insolence。 〃Wot 'r you growling about now?〃
〃Those are my oysters … that's what I said。 You've stolen them
from my beds。〃
〃Yer mighty wise; ain't ye?〃 was the Centipede's sneering reply。
〃S'pose you can tell your oysters wherever you see 'em?〃
〃Now; in my experience;〃 broke in the tall man; 〃oysters is oysters
wherever you find 'em; an' they're pretty much alike all the Bay
over; and the world over; too; for that matter。 We're not wantin'
to quarrel with you; Mr。 Taft; but we jes' wish you wouldn't
insinuate that them oysters is yours an' that we're thieves an'
robbers till you can prove the goods。〃
〃I know they're mine; I'd stake my life on it!〃 Mr。 Taft snorted。
〃Prove it;〃 challenged the tall man; who we afterward learned was
known as 〃The Porpoise〃 because of his wonderful swimming
abilities。
Mr。 Taft shrugged his shoulders helplessly。 Of course he could not
prove the oysters to be his; no matter how certain he might be。
〃I'd give a thousand dollars to have you men behind the bars!〃 he
cried。 〃I'll give fifty dollars a head for your arrest and
conviction; all of you!〃
A roar of laughter went up from the different boats; for the rest
of the pirates had been listening to the discussion。
〃There's more money in oysters;〃 the Porpoise remarked dryly。
Mr。 Taft turned impatiently on his heel and walked away。 From out
of the corner of his eye; Charley noted the way he went。 Several
minutes later; when he had disappeared around a corner; Charley
rose lazily to his feet。 I followed him; and we sauntered off in
the opposite direction to that taken by Mr。 Taft。
〃Come on! Lively!〃 Charley whispered; when we passed from the view
of the oyster fleet。
Our course was changed at once; and we dodged around corners and
raced up and down side…streets till Mr。 Taft's generous form loomed
up ahead of us。
〃I'm going to interview him about that reward;〃 Charley explained;
as we rapidly over…hauled the oyster…bed owner。 〃Neil will be
delayed here for a week; and you and I might as well be doing
something in the meantime。 What do you say?〃
〃Of course; of course;〃 Mr。 Taft said; when Charley had introduced
himself and explained his errand。 〃Those thieves are robbing me of
thousands of dollars every year; and I shall be glad to break them
up at any price; … yes; sir; at any price。 As I said; I'll give
fifty dollars a head; and call it cheap at that。 They've robbed my
beds; torn down my signs; terrorized my watchmen; and last year
killed one of them。 Couldn't prove it。 All done in the blackness
of night。 All I had was a dead watchman and no evidence。 The
detectives could do nothing。 Nobody has been able to do anything
with those men。 We have never succeeded in arresting one of them。
So I say; Mr。 … What did you say your name was?〃
〃Le Grant;〃 Charley answered。
〃So I say; Mr。 Le Grant; I am deeply obliged to you for the
assistance you offer。 And I shall be glad; most glad; sir; to co…
operate with you in every way。 My watchmen and boats are at your
disposal。 Come and see me at the San Francisco offices any time;
or telephone at my expense。 And don't be afraid of spending money。
I'll foot your expenses; whatever they are; so long as they are
within reason。 The situation is growing desperate; and something
must be done to determine whether I or that band of ruffians own
those oyster beds。〃
〃Now we'll see Neil;〃 Charley said; when he had seen Mr。 Taft upon
his train to San Francisco。
Not only did Neil Partington interpose no obstacle to our
adventure; but he proved to be of the greatest assistance。 Charley
and I knew nothing of the oyster industry; while his head was an
encyclopaedia of facts concerning it。 Also; within an hour or so;
he was able to bring to us a Greek boy of seventeen or eighteen who
knew thoroughly well the ins and outs of oyster piracy。
At this point I may as well explain that we of the fish patrol were
free lances in a way。 While Neil Partington; who was a patrolman
proper; received a regular salary; Charley and I; being merely
deputies; received only what we earned … that is to say; a certain
percentage of the fines imposed on convicted violators of the fish
laws。 Also; any rewards that chanced our way were ours。 We
offered to share with Partington whatever we should get from Mr。
Taft; but the patrolman would not hear of it。 He was only too
happy; he said; to do a good turn for us; who had done so many for
him。
We held a long council of war; and mapped out the following line of
action。 Our faces were unfamiliar on the Lower Bay; but as the
Reindeer was well known as a fish…patrol sloop; the Greek boy;
whose name was Nicholas; and I were to sail some innocent…looking
craft down to Asparagus Island and join the oyster pirates' fleet。
Here; according to Nicholas's description of the beds and the
manner of raiding; it was possible for us to catch the pirates in
the act of stealing oysters; and at the same time to get them in
our power。 Charley was to be on the shore; with Mr。 Taft's
watchmen and a posse of constables; to help us at the right time。
〃I know just the boat;〃 Neil said; at the conclusion of the
discussion; 〃a crazy old sloop that's lying over at Tiburon。 You
and Nicholas can go over by the ferry; charter it for a song; and
sail direct for the beds。〃
〃Good luck be with you; boys;〃 he said at parting; two days later。
〃Remember; they are dangerous men; so be careful。〃
Nicholas and I succeeded in chartering the sloop very cheaply; and
between laughs; while getting up sail; we agreed that she was even
crazier and older than she had been described。 She was a big;
flat…bottomed; square…sterned craft; sloop…rigged; with a sprung
mast; slack rigging; dilapidated sails; and rotten running…gear;
clumsy to handle and uncertain in bringing about; and she smelled
vilely of coal tar; with which strange stuff she had been smeared
from stem to stern and from cabin…roof to centreboard。 And to cap
it all; Coal Tar Maggie was printed in great white letters the
whole length of either side。
It was an uneventful though laughable run from Tiburon to Asparagus
Island; where we arrived in the afternoon of the following day。
The oyster pirates; a fleet of a dozen sloops; were lying at anchor
on what was known as the 〃Deserted Beds。〃 The Coal Tar Maggie came
sloshing into their midst with a light breeze astern; and they
crowded on deck to see us。 Nicholas and I had caught the spirit of
the crazy craft; and we handled her in most lubberly fashion。
〃Wot is it?〃 some one called。
〃Name it 'n' ye kin have it!〃 called another。
〃I swan naow; ef it ain't the old Ark itself!〃 mimicked the
Centipede from the deck of the Ghost。
〃Hey! Ahoy there; clipper ship!〃