‘Very agreeable indeed, thank you. The chief did the thing handsomely, uncommon handsomely: and then nobody ran, there were no harsh words, the only fighting was in play, and we ate like aldermen – such turtle, Stephen! But I am afraid Bonden and Davies will need your attention in the morning; and Emily was sick.’
‘What happened to them?’
‘Bonden boxed with an islander, and his nose is knocked sideways: Davies was cruelly wrenched and twisted in wrestling; and somebody told Emily how the kava she had drunk was made.’
‘Then she is now wiser than I am.’
‘Why, they sit round an enormous pot, chewing kava-root, and when it is chewed enough they spit it in, going on until there are gallons of it; and then they let it ferment. The notion made her vomit; though it is true she had already eaten an extraordinary amount of sugar-cane, and was already looking green about the gills.’
‘She may survive.’
‘I am just going to write Sophie something of a letter before turning in. Have you any message?’
‘Love, of course. I had hoped to write to Diana, but I doubt I shall have time for anything more than the briefest note.’
‘Then I shall not keep you a moment longer,’ said Jack, moving over to a table at the far end of the broad cabin. Their pens scratched away bell after muffled bell: at one point Stephen heard Jack tiptoe off to his sleeping cabin; and slowly the first code turned into the perhaps impenetrable second.
At last, when his eyes could not bear the darting from one page to another any more, he took off his spectacles, covered his eyes with his hands and pressed hard for several minutes. While he was in this state of coruscating darkness he heard the bosun’s pipe and his fine determined voice ‘All hands unmoor ship. All hands, there. Tumble up, tumble up, you dormice,’ and when he took his hands away he saw the first hint of coming day on the shore.
With a fresh urgency he receded the words. ‘How it can be accomplished I do not know, but I shall try to get her back to England with another copy of this: may I rely upon you to protect her? Little do I know of the law, but although she is now married to a naval officer I fear she may be molested as having returned before her time. She has already given us this piece of information, one of the most valuable that has ever come into our hands; she is potentially a valuable source of more, if handled with extreme discretion; and in any event I have a great kindness for her. Immunity would be politically sound; privately obliging. Lastly, my dear J, may I beg you to send the enclosed scribble down to my wife?’
All this last hour there had been confused roaring and bawling, beyond the reach of his concentrated attention. Now as he ranged his papers the cry of ‘Heave and awash’ came from forward: the cabin was already full of light. Mr Adams knocked at the door: ‘Captain’s compliments, sir, and if you have anything for Sydney, we should wrap it now. I have his own dispatch still open, and as soon as Mr Wainwright has seen us through the channel he will take it back to the Daisy.’
‘Will you clap on to that God-damn cat-fall, there? Are you asleep?’ asked Captain Aubrey, very strong and clear, very far from pleased.
Dr Maturin and Mr Adams looked at one another, startled: they had both of them heard many more orders than were usual in unmooring ship, more, louder and angrier, but none so severe as this; and in a low tone Stephen, waving his last sheet, said ‘Let us allow the ink to dry, and I am with you.’
They wrapped, sealed, taped, tied and sealed again: Oakes came below to ask if they were ready. ‘In four minutes,’ they said; and when they came on deck they found Captain Aubrey looking at his watch, Mr Wainwright poised by the gangway and his boat’s crew looking anxiously up. Hurried farewells and the whaleboat shoved off: the Surprise filled her fore-topsail, and holding her breath she weathered the outermost spur of the reef.
Stephen stood right aft, watching Annamooka diminish astern, and then, quite small now, swing steadily round until it was abreast as the Surprise crossed that clearly-marked line in the sea, that sudden change from aquamarine to royal blue, which marked the limit of the local tides and breezes on the one hand and the steady wind from the east-south-east on the other; the long even turn, in which the ship was accompanied by three moulting man-of-war birds, brought the wind upon the beam, and Captain Aubrey, having increased sail steadily until she was under topgallants, gave the course north-north-east a half east and went below, leaving a nervous silence behind him.
His breakfast was ready, but although two places were laid his usual companion was not there. ‘Which he is still in the sick-berth,’ said Killick, ‘setting Davies and Bonden to rights.
I could fetch him in a moment.’ Jack shook his head and poured himself a cup of coffee.
‘Infernal lubbers,’ he muttered to himself.
In point of fact Stephen was rolling pills in the dispensary and listening with half an ear to Martin’s reasons for having deserted him in favour of Falconer. They were untrue; and Martin, feeling that they did not persuade, plunged deep into circumstantial detail, which diminished him in Stephen’s opinion. He was not much opposed to falsehood in itself nor offended by its skilful use; but one of Martin’s most amiable characteristics had been an ingenuous candour.
In the sick-berth itself, where Bonden and Davies were lying in as much comfort as could be expected, medical art having done what little it could, visitors had come below to tell them how lucky they were to have escaped the wrath on deck. ‘I never seen him so wexed since he came back to the barky off the Dry Tortugas and found Mr Babbington had let her get a foul hawse,’ said Plaice.
‘A round turn and an elbow it was,’ said Bonden in the voice of one with a very heavy cold or a nose newly broken, ‘an horrible sight. He choked poor Mr Babbington off till he nearly cried, quite pitiful to see.’
‘But that was nothing to this,’ said Archer. ‘That was ignorance and folly, the fruit of youth as the Bible says. This was ill-will between the oakapples and the rest, and it very nearly made us miss our tide. I shouldn’t wonder if he flogged the whole ship’s company, come Monday, with bosun touching up his mate.’
‘My conscience is quite clear, any gate,’ said Williams.
‘That will be a great comfort to you when you get a bloody shirt on Monday, mate.’
‘He had the smiting-line set up seven times before he was satisfied: swore something cruel.’
‘Smiting-line, ha, ha. You’ll grow acquainted with a smiting-line come Monday,’ said Awkward Davies with his rare grating laugh.
Martin, abandoning justification as unprofitable and feeling shy of telling Maturin about his expedition with Dr Falconer, turned to the frightful din of the early morning, oaths such as he had never heard, objurgations. ‘You were no doubt asleep with balls of wax in your ears,’ he said, ‘otherwise you could not have failed to hear the thunder of the captains and the shouting. It appears that the manoeuvres were so ill-executed that Captain Aubrey became uneasy for his tide – that in another five minutes the land-breeze would have headed us. I wonder that an officer of his experience …”
‘Be so good as to pass me the quicksilver. We shall be needing it soon, no doubt. You know as well as I do that it is the one true specific for the pox.’
Martin reached the bottle across, and looking anxiously at Stephen he said ‘I hope I have not offended you?’
‘As far as I am concerned Captain Aubrey is wholly infallible in the conduct of a ship. Pray tell me about your walk with Dr Falconer.’
‘It was not nearly so successful as I had hoped. While we were taking a short cut over a tumble of black rocks, Dr Falconer fell, twisted his ankle and broke his spy-glass. We could not go on, neither could we go back until the extreme pain had diminished, so we sat there on the rocks in the sun, talking about volcanoes; for this formation, it seems, was of recent igneous origin. Presently we decided to eat and above all to drink; but it was found that although we had collecting-bags, nets and specimen-cases in plenty, the
knapsack and the bottles had been left behind. He desired me to go to some palms right down by the shore and bring back some coconuts; and when at last I came back empty-handed in spite of my most earnest endeavours to climb even the most oblique of the little grove, he was surprisingly impatient.