the riverman-第61章
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thing is hazardous and it's Mr。 Orde's tug。 It's for him to say
whether he wants to risk her。〃
〃Good Lord; man; what's the tug in a case like this!〃 cried Orde;
who was standing near。 Carroll looked at him proudly; but she did
not attempt to make her presence known。
〃I thought so;〃 replied Captain Marsh。 〃So it's settled。 I'll take
her out; if I can get a crew。 Harvey; step up here!〃
The engineer slowly hoisted his long figure through the breast…high
doorway; dragged his legs under him; then with extraordinary agility
swung to the pier; his teeth shining like ivory in his black face。
〃Yas; suh!〃 said he。
〃Harvey;〃 said Captain Marsh briskly; 〃we'reing back and up; shot with terrific
impact against the house and beyond。 For an instant the little
craft seemed buried; but almost immediately the gleam of her black
hull showed her plunging forward dauntlessly。
〃That's nothin'!〃 said the tug captain who had first spoken。 〃Wait
'til she gets outside!〃 The watchers streamed down from the pier
for a better view。 Carroll and Miss Heinzman followed。 They saw
the staunch little craft drive into three big seas; each of which
appeared to bury her completely; save for her upper works。 She
managed; however; to keep her headway。
〃She can stand that; all right;〃 said one of the life…saving crew
who had been watching her critically。 〃The trouble will come when
she drops down to the vessels。〃
In spite of the heavy smashing of head…on seas the SPRITE held her
course straight out。
〃Where's she going; anyway?〃 marvelled little Mr。 Smith; the
stationer。 〃She's away beyond the wrecks already。〃
〃Probably Marsh has found the seas heavier than he thought and is
afraid to turn her broadside;〃 guessed his companion。
〃Afraid; hell!〃 snorted a riverman who overheard。
Nevertheless the SPRITE was now so distant that the loom of the
great seas on the horizon swallowed her from view; save when she
rose on the crest of some mighty billow。
〃Well; what is he doing 'way out there then?〃 challenged Mr。 Smith's
friend with some asperity。
〃Do'no;〃 replied going to try to get a
line aboard those vessels out there。 It's dangerous。 You don't
have to go if you don't want to。 Will you go?〃
Harvey removed his cap and scratched his wool。 The grin faded from
his good…natured countenance。
〃You…all goin'; suh?〃 he asked。
〃Of course。〃
〃I reckon I'll done haif to go; too;〃 said Harvey simply。 Without
further word he swung lightly back to the uneasy craft below him;
and began to toss the slabs from the deck into the hold。
〃I want a man with me at the wheel; two to handle the lines; and one
to fire for Harvey;〃 said Captain Marsh to the crowd in general。
〃That's our job;〃 announced the life…saving captain。
〃Well; come on then。 No use in delay;〃 said Captain Marsh。
The four men from the life…saving service dropped aboard。 The five
then went over the tug from stem to stern; tossing aside all
movables; and lashing tight all essentials。 From the pilot…house
Captain Marsh distributed life preservers。 Harvey declined his。
〃Whaf…for I want dat?〃 he inquired。 〃Lots of good he gwine do me
down here!〃
Then all hatches were battened down。 Captain Marsh reached up to
shake the hand which Orde; stooping; offered him。
〃I'll try to bring her back all right; sir;〃 said he。
〃To hell with the tug!〃 cried Orde; impatient at this insistence on
the mere property aspect。 〃Bring yourself back。〃
Captain Marsh deliberately lit another cigar and entered the pilot…
house with the other men。
〃Cast off!〃 he cried; and the silent crowd heard clearly the single
sharp bell ringing for attention; and then the 〃jangler〃 that called
for full speed ahead。 Awed; they watched the tiny sturdy craft move
out into the stream and point to the fury of the open lake。
〃Brave chaps! Brave chaps!〃 said Dr。 McMullen to Carroll as they
turned away。 The physician drew his tall slender figure to its
height。 〃Brave chaps; every one of them。 But; do you know; to my
mind; the bravest of them all are that niggerand his fireman
nailed down in the hold where they can't see nor know what's going
on; and ifif〃 the good doctor blew his nose vigorously five or
six times〃 well; it's just like a rat in a hole。〃 He shook his
head vigorously and looked out to sea。 〃I read last evening; sir;〃
said he to Bradford; 〃in a blasted fool medical journal I take; that
the race is degenerating。 Good God!〃
The tug had rounded the end of the pier。 The first of her thousand
enemies; sweeping in from the open; had struck her fair。 A great
sheet of white water; slantthe riverman; 〃but whatever it is; it's all right
as long as Buck Marsh is at the wheel。〃
〃There; she's turned now;〃 Mr。 Smith interposed。
Beneath the trail of black smoke she had shifted direction。 And
then with startling swiftness the SPRITE darted out of the horizon
into full view。 For the first time the spectators realised the size
and weight of the seas。 Not even the sullen pounding to pieces of
the vessels on the bar had so impressed them as the sight of the tug
coasting with railroad speed down the rush of a comber like a
child's toy…boat in the surf。 One moment the whole of her deck was
visible as she was borne with the wave; the next her bow alone
showed high as the back suction caught her and dragged her from the
crest into the hollow。 A sea rose behind。 Nothing of the tug was
to be seen。 It seemed that no power or skill could prevent her
feeling overwhelmed。 Yet somehow always she staggered out of the
gulf until she caught the force of the billow and was again cast
forward like a chip。
Maybe they ain't catchin' p'ticular hell at that wheel to hold her
from yawing!〃 muttered the tug captain to his neighbour; who
happened to be Mr。 Duncan; the minister。
Almost before Carroll had time to see that the little craft was
coming in; she had arrived at the outer line of breakers。 Here the
combers; dragged by the bar underneath; crested; curled over; and
fell with a roar; just as in milder weather the surf breaks on the
beach。 When the SPRITE rushed at this outer line of white…water; a
woman in the crowd screamed。
But at the edge of destruction the SPRITE came to a shuddering stop。
Her powerful propellers had been set to the reverse。 They could not
hold her against the forward fling of the water; but what she lost
thus she regained on the seaward slopes of the waves and in their
hollows。 Thus she hovered on the edge of the breakers; awaiting her
chance。
As long as the seas rolled in steadily; and nothing broke; she was
safe。 But if one of the waves should happen to crest and break; as
many of them did; the weight of water catching the tug on her flat;
broad stern deck would indubitably bury her。 The situation was
awful in its extreme simplicity。 Would Captain Marsh see his
opportunity before the law of chances would bring along the wave
that would overwhelm him?
A realisation of the crisis came to the crowd on the beach。 At once
the terrible strain of suspense tugged at their souls。 Each
conducted himself according to his nature。 The hardy men of the
river and the woods set their teeth until the cheek muscles turned
white; and blasphemed softly and steadily。 Two or three of the
townsmen walked up and down the space of a dozen feet。 One; the
woman who had screamed; prayed aloud in short hysterical sentences。
〃O God! Save them; O Lord! O Lord!〃
Orde stood on top of a half…buried log; his hat in his hand; his
entire being concentrated on the manoeuvre being executed。 Only
Newmark apparently remained as calm as ever; leaning against an
upright timber; his arms folded; and an unlighted cigar as usual
between his lips。
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