for the term of his natural life-第12章
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t is inert； heaving noiselessly； it is dumb； and seems to brood over mischief。 The ocean in a calm is like a sulky giant； one dreads that it may be meditating evil。 Moreover； an angry sea looks less vast in extent than a calm one。 Its mounting waves bring the horizon nearer； and one does not discern how for many leagues the pitiless billows repeat themselves。 To appreciate the hideous vastness of the ocean one must see it when it sleeps。
The great sky uprose from this silent sea without a cloud。 The stars hung low in its expanse； burning in a violent mist of lower ether。 The heavens were emptied of sound； and each dip of the oars was re…echoed in space by a succession of subtle harmonies。 As the blades struck the dark water； it flashed fire； and the tracks of the boats resembled two sea…snakes writhing with silent undulations through a lake of quicksilver。
It had been a sort of race hitherto； and the rowers； with set teeth and compressed lips； had pulled stroke for stroke。 At last the foremost boat came to a sudden pause。 Best gave a cheery shout and passed her； steering straight into the broad track of crimson that already reeked on the sea ahead。
〃What is it？〃 he cried。
But he heard only a smothered curse from Frere； and then his consort pulled hard to overtake him。
It was； in fact； nothing of consequenceonly a prisoner 〃giving in〃。
〃Curse it！〃 says Frere； 〃What's the matter with you？ Oh； you； is it？Dawes！ Of course； Dawes。 I never expected anything better from such a skulking hound。 Come； this sort of nonsense won't do with me。 It isn't as nice as lolloping about the hatchways； I dare say； but you'll have to go on； my fine fellow。〃
〃He seems sick； sir；〃 said compassionate bow。
〃Sick！ Not he。 Shamming。 Come； give way now！ Put your backs into it！〃 and the convict having picked up his oar； the boat shot forward again。
But； for all Mr。 Frere's urging； he could not recover the way he had lost； and Best was the first to run in under the black cloud that hung over the crimsoned water。
At his signal； the second boat came alongside。
〃Keep wide；〃 he said。 〃If there are many fellows yet aboard； they'll swamp us； and I think there must be； as we haven't met the boats；〃 and then raising his voice； as the exhausted crew lay on their oars； he hailed the burning ship。
She was a huge； clumsily…built vessel； with great breadth of beam； and a lofty poop…deck。 Strangely enough； though they had so lately seen the fire； she was already a wreck； and appeared to be completely deserted。 The chief hold of the fire was amidships； and the lower deck was one mass of flame。 Here and there were great charred rifts and gaps in her sides； and the red…hot fire glowed through these as through the bars of a grate。 The main…mast had fallen on the starboard side； and trailed a blackened wreck in the water； causing the unwieldy vessel to lean over heavily。 The fire roared like a cataract； and huge volumes of flame…flecked smoke poured up out of the hold； and rolled away in a low…lying black cloud over the sea。
As Frere's boat pulled slowly round her stern； he hailed the deck again and again。
Still there was no answer； and though the flood of light that dyed the water blood…red struck out every rope and spar distinct and clear； his straining eyes could see no living soul aboard。 As they came nearer； they could distinguish the gilded letters of her name。
〃What is it； men？〃 cried Frere； his voice almost drowned amid the roar of the flames。 〃Can you see？〃
Rufus Dawes； impelled； it would seem； by some strong impulse of curiosity； stood erect； and shaded his eyes with his hand。
〃Wellcan't you speak？ What is it？〃
〃The Hydaspes！〃
Frere gasped。
The Hydaspes！ The ship in which his cousin Richard Devine had sailed！ The ship for which those in England might now look in vain！ The Hydaspes whichsomething he had heard during the speculations as to this missing cousin flashed across him。
〃Back water； men！ Round with her！ Pull for your lives！〃
Best's boat glided alongside。
〃Can you see her name？〃
Frere； white with terror； shouted a reply。
〃The Hydaspes！ I know her。 She is bound for Calcutta； and she has five tons of powder aboard！〃
There was no need for more words。 The single sentence explained the whole mystery of her desertion。 The crew had taken to the boats on the first alarm； and had left their death…fraught vessel to her fate。 They were miles off by this time； and unluckily for themselves； perhaps； had steered away from the side where rescue lay。
The boats tore through the water。 Eager as the men had been to come； they were more eager to depart。 The flames had even now reached the poop； in a few minutes it would be too late。 For ten minutes or more not a word was spoken。 With straining arms and labouring chests； the rowers tugged at the oars； their eyes fixed on the lurid mass they were leaving。 Frere and Best； with their faces turned back to the terror they fled from； urged the men to greater efforts。 Already the flames had lapped the flag； already the outlines of the stern carvings were blurred by the fire。
Another moment； and all would be over。 Ah！ it had come at last。 A dull rumbling sound； the burning ship parted asunder； a pillar of fire； flecked with black masses that were beams and planks； rose up out of the ocean； there was a terrific crash； as though sea and sky were coming together； and then a mighty mountain of water rose； advanced； caught； and passed them； and they were alonedeafened； stunned； and breathless； in a sudden horror of thickest darkness； and a silence like that of the tomb。
The splashing of the falling fragments awoke them from their stupor； and then the blue light of the Malabar struck out a bright pathway across the sea； and they knew that they were safe。
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On board the Malabar two men paced the deck； waiting for dawn。
It came at last。 The sky lightened； the mist melted away； and then a long； low； far…off streak of pale yellow light floated on the eastern horizon。 By and by the water sparkled； and the sea changed colour； turning from black to yellow； and from yellow to lucid green。 The man at the masthead hailed the deck。 The boats were in sight； and as they came towards the ship； the bright water flashing from the labouring oars； a crowd of spectators hanging over the bulwarks cheered and waved their hats。
〃Not a soul！〃 cried Blunt。 〃No one but themselves。 Well； I'm glad they're safe anyway。〃
The boats drew alongside； and in a few seconds Frere was upon deck。
〃Well； Mr。 Frere？〃
〃No use；〃 cried Frere； shivering。 〃We only just had time to get away。 The nearest thing in the world； sir。〃
〃Didn't you see anyone？〃
〃Not a soul。 They must have taken to the boats。〃
〃Then they can't be far off；〃 cried Blunt； sweeping the horizon with his glass。 〃They must have pulled all the way； for there hasn't been enough wind to fill a hollow tooth with。〃 〃Perhaps they pulled in the wrong direction；〃 said Frere。 〃They had a good four hours' start of us； you know。〃
Then Best came up； and told the story to a crowd of eager listeners。 The sailors having hoisted and secured the boats； were hurried off to the forecastle； there to eat； and relate their experience between mouthfuls； and the four convicts were taken in charge and locked below again。
〃You had better go and turn in； Frere；〃 said Pine gruffly。 〃It's no use whistling for a wind here all day。〃
Frere laughedin his heartiest manner。 〃I think I will；〃 he said。 〃I'm dog tired； and as sleepy as an owl；〃 and he descended the poop ladder。 Pine took a couple of turns up and down the deck； and then catching Blunt's eye； stopped in front of Vickers。
〃You may think it a hard thing to say； Captain Vickers； but it's just as well if we don't find these poor devils。 We have quite enough on our hands as it is。〃
〃What do you mean； Mr。 Pine？〃 says Vickers； his humane feelings getting the better of his pomposity。 〃You would not surely leave the unhappy men to their fate。〃
〃Perhaps；〃 returned the other； 〃they would not thank us for taking them aboard。〃
〃I don't understand you。〃
〃The feve
