for the term of his natural life-第13章
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〃Perhaps;〃 returned the other; 〃they would not thank us for taking them aboard。〃
〃I don't understand you。〃
〃The fever has broken out。〃
Vickers raised his brows。 He had no experience of such things; and though the intelligence was startling; the crowded condition of the prison rendered it easy to be understood; and he apprehended no danger to himself。
〃It is a great misfortune; but; of course; you will take such steps〃
〃It is only in the prison; as yet;〃 says Pine; with a grim emphasis on the word; 〃but there is no saying how long it may stop there。 I have got three men down as it is。〃 〃Well; sir; all authority in the matter is in your hands。 Any suggestions you make; I will; of course; do my best to carry out。〃
〃Thank ye。 I must have more room in the hospital to begin with。 The soldiers must lie a little closer。〃
〃I will see what can be done。〃
〃And you had better keep your wife and the little girl as much on deck as possible。〃
Vickers turned pale at the mention of his child。 〃Good Heaven! do you think there is any danger?〃
〃There is; of course; danger to all of us; but with care we may escape it。 There's that maid; too。 Tell her to keep to herself a little more。 She has a trick of roaming about the ship I don't like。 Infection is easily spread; and children always sicken sooner than grown…up people。〃
Vickers pressed his lips together。 This old man; with his harsh; dissonant voice; and hideous practicality; seemed like a bird of ill omen。
Blunt; hitherto silently listening; put in a word for defence of the absent woman。 〃The wench is right enough; Pine;〃 said he。 〃What's the matter with her?〃
〃Yes; she's all right; I've no doubt。 She's less likely to take it than any of us。 You can see her vitality in her faceas many lives as a cat。 But she'd bring infection quicker than anybody。〃
〃I'llI'll go at once;〃 cried poor Vickers; turning round。 The woman of whom they were speaking met him on the ladder。 Her face was paler than usual; and dark circles round her eyes gave evidence of a sleepless night。 She opened her red lips to speak; and then; seeing Vickers; stopped abruptly。
〃Well; what is it?〃
She looked from one to the other。 〃I came for Dr。 Pine。〃
Vickers; with the quick intelligence of affection; guessed her errand。 〃Someone is ill?〃
〃Miss Sylvia; sir。 It is nothing to signify; I think。 A little feverish and hot; and my mistress〃
Vickers was down the ladder in an instant; with scared face。
Pine caught the girl's round firm arm。 〃Where have you been?〃 Two great flakes of red came out in her white cheeks; and she shot an indignant glance at Blunt。
〃Come; Pine; let the wench alone!〃
〃Were you with the child last night?〃 went on Pine; without turning his head。
〃No; I have not been in the cabin since dinner yesterday。 Mrs。 Vickers only called me in just now。 Let go my arm; sir; you hurt me。〃
Pine loosed his hold as if satisfied at the reply。 〃I beg your pardon;〃 he said gruffly。 〃I did not mean to hurt you。 But the fever has broken out in the prison; and I think the child has caught it。 You must be careful where you go。〃 And then; with an anxious face; he went in pursuit of Vickers。
Sarah Purfoy stood motionless for an instant; in deadly terror。 Her lips parted; her eyes glittered; and she made a movement as though to retrace her steps。
〃Poor soul!〃 thought honest Blunt; 〃how she feels for the child! D that lubberly surgeon; he's hurt her!Never mind; my lass;〃 he said aloud。 It was broad daylight; and he had not as much courage in love…making as at night。 〃Don't be afraid。 I've been in ships with fever before now。〃
Awaking; as it were; at the sound of his voice; she came closer to him。 〃But ship fever! I have heard of it! Men have died like rotten sheep in crowded vessels like this。〃
〃Tush! Not they。 Don't be frightened; Miss Sylvia won't die; nor you neither。〃 He took her hand。 〃It may knock off a few dozen prisoners or so。 They are pretty close packed down there〃
She drew her hand away; and then; remembering herself; gave it him again。
〃What is the matter?〃
〃Nothinga pain。 I did not sleep last night。〃
〃There; there; you are upset; I dare say。 Go and lie down。〃
She was staring away past him over the sea; as if in thought。 So intently did she look that he involuntarily turned his head; and the action recalled her to herself。 She brought her fine straight brows together for a moment; and then raised them with the action of a thinker who has decided on his course of conduct。
〃I have a toothache;〃 said she; putting her hand to her face。
〃Take some laudanum;〃 says Blunt; with dim recollections of his mother's treatment of such ailments。 〃Old Pine'll give you some。〃
To his astonishment she burst into tears。
〃Therethere! Don't cry; my dear。 Hang it; don't cry。 What are you crying about?〃
She dashed away the bright drops; and raised her face with a rainy smile of trusting affection。 〃Nothing! I am lonely。 So far from home; andand Dr。 Pine hurt my arm。 Look!〃
She bared that shapely member as she spoke; and sure enough there were three red marks on the white and shining flesh。
〃The ruffian!〃 cried Blunt; 〃it's too bad。〃 And after a hasty look around him; the infatuated fellow kissed the bruise。 〃I'll get the laudanum for you;〃 he said。 〃You shan't ask that bear for it。 Come into my cabin。〃
Blunt's cabin was in the starboard side of the ship; just under the poop awning; and possessed three windowsone looking out over the side; and two upon deck。 The corresponding cabin on the other side was occupied by Mr。 Maurice Frere。 He closed the door; and took down a small medicine chest; cleated above the hooks where hung his signal…pictured telescope。
〃Here;〃 said he; opening it。 〃I've carried this little box for years; but it ain't often I want to use it; thank God。 Now; then; put some o' this into your mouth; and hold it there。〃
〃Good gracious; Captain Blunt; you'll poison me! Give me the bottle; I'll help myself。〃
〃Don't take too much;〃 says Blunt。 〃It's dangerous stuff; you know。〃
〃You need not fear。 I've used it before。〃
The door was shut; and as she put the bottle in her pocket; the amorous captain caught her in his arms。
〃What do you say? Come; I think I deserve a kiss for that。〃
Her tears were all dry long ago; and had only given increased colour to her face。 This agreeable woman never wept long enough to make herself distasteful。 She raised her dark eyes to his for a moment; with a saucy smile。 〃By and by;〃 said she; and escaping; gained her cabin。 It was next to that of her mistress; and she could hear the sick child feebly moaning。 Her eyes filled with tearsreal ones this time。
〃Poor little thing;〃 she said; 〃I hope she won't die。〃
And then she threw herself on her bed; and buried her hot head in the pillow。 The intelligence of the fever seemed to have terrified her。 Had the news disarranged some well…concocted plan of hers? Being near the accomplishment of some cherished scheme long kept in view; had the sudden and unexpected presence of disease falsified her carefully…made calculations; and cast an almost insurmountable obstacle in her path?
〃She die! and through me? How did I know that he had the fever? Perhaps I have taken it myselfI feel ill。〃 She turned over on the bed; as if in pain; and then started to a sitting position; stung by a sudden thought。 〃Perhaps he might die! The fever spreads quickly; and if so; all this plotting will have been useless。 It must be done at once。 It will never do to break down now;〃 and taking the phial from her pocket; she held it up; to see how much it contained。 It was three parts full。 〃Enough for both;〃 she said; between her set teeth。 The action of holding up the bottle reminded her of the amorous Blunt; and she smiled。 〃A strange way to show affection for a man;〃 she said to herself; 〃and yet he doesn't care; and I suppose I shouldn't by this time。 I'll go through with it; and; if the worst comes to the worst; I can fall back on Maurice。〃 She loosened the cork of the phial; so that it would come out with as little noise as possible; and then placed it carefully in her bosom。 〃I will get a lit