michael, brother of jerry-第20章
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〃Want to come along？〃 he called to Daughtry。
〃No； thank you； sir；〃 was the latter's reply。 〃There's too many of us； an' we'll make out better in the other boat。〃
With some bailing； and with others bending to the oars； the boat rowed frantically away； while Daughtry took Ah Moy with him down into the lazarette beneath the cabin floor and broke out and passed up more provisions。
It was when he was thus below that the cow grazed the schooner just for'ard of amidships on the port side； lashed out with her mighty tail as she sounded； and ripped clean away the chain plates and rail of the mizzen…shrouds。 In the next roll of the huge； glassy sea； the mizzen…mast fell overside。
〃My word； some whale；〃 Daughtry said to Ah Moy； as they emerged from the cabin companionway and gazed at this latest wreckage。
Ah Moy found need to get more food from the galley； when Daughtry； Kwaque； and Big John swung their weight on the falls； one at a time； and hoisted the port boat； one end at a time； over the rail and swung her out。
〃We'll wait till the next smash； then lower away； throw everything in； an' get outa this；〃 the steward told the Ancient Mariner。 〃Lots of time。 The schooner'll sink no faster when she's awash than she's sinkin' now。〃
Even as he spoke； the scuppers were nearly level with the ocean； and her rolling in the big sea was sluggish。
〃Hey！〃 he called with sudden forethought across the widening stretch of sea to Captain Doane。 〃What's the course to the Marquesas？ Right now？ And how far away； sir？〃
〃Nor'…nor'…east…quarter…east！〃 came the faint reply。 〃Will fetch Nuka…Hiva！ About two hundred miles！ Haul on the south…east trade with a good full and you'll make it！〃
〃Thank you； sir；〃 was the steward's acknowledgment； ere he ran aft； disrupted the binnacle； and carried the steering compass back to the boat。
Almost； from the whale's delay in renewing her charging； did they think she had given over。 And while they waited and watched her rolling on the sea an eighth of a mile away； the Mary Turner steadily sank。
〃We might almost chance it；〃 Daughtry was debating aloud to Big John； when a new voice entered the discussion。
〃Cocky！ Cocky！〃 came plaintive tones from below out of the steerage companion。
〃Devil be damned！〃 was the next； uttered in irritation and anger。 〃Devil be damned！ Devil be damned！〃
〃Of course not；〃 was Daughtry's judgment； as he dashed across the deck； crawled through the confusion of the main…topmast and its many stays that blocked the way； and found the tiny； white morsel of life perched on a bunk…edge； ruffling its feathers； erecting and flattening its rosy crest； and cursing in honest human speech the waywardness of the world and of ships and humans upon the sea。
The cockatoo stepped upon Daughtry's inviting index finger； swiftly ascended his shirt sleeve； and； on his shoulder； claws sunk into the flimsy shirt fabric till they hurt the flesh beneath； leaned head to ear and uttered in gratitude and relief； and in self…identification： 〃Cocky。 Cocky。〃
〃You son of a gun；〃 Daughtry crooned。
〃Glory be！〃 Cooky replied； in tones so like Daughtry's as to startle him。
〃You son of a gun；〃 Daughtry repeated； cuddling his cheek and ear against the cockatoo's feathered and crested head。 〃And some folks thinks it's only folks that count in this world。〃
Still the whale delayed； and； with the ocean washing their toes on the level deck； Daughtry ordered the boat lowered away。 Ah Moy was eager in his haste to leap into the bow。 Nor was Daughtry's judgment correct that the little Chinaman's haste was due to fear of the sinking ship。 What Ah Moy sought was the place in the boat remotest from Kwaque and the steward。
Shoving clear； they roughly stored the supplies and dunnage out of the way of the thwarts and took their places； Ah Moy pulling bow… oar； next in order Big John and Kwaque； with Daughtry （Cocky still perched on his shoulder） at stroke。 On top of the dunnage； in the stern…sheets； Michael gazed wistfully at the Mary Turner and continued to snarl crustily at Scraps who idiotically wanted to start a romp。 The Ancient Mariner stood up at the steering sweep and gave the order； when all was ready； for the first dip of the oars。
A growl and a bristle from Michael warned them that the whale was not only coming but was close upon them。 But it was not charging。 Instead； it circled slowly about the schooner as if examining its antagonist。
〃I'll bet it's head's sore from all that banging； an' it's beginnin' to feel it；〃 Daughtry grinned； chiefly for the purpose of keeping his comrades unafraid。
Barely had they rowed a dozen strokes； when an exclamation from Big John led them to follow his gaze to the schooners forecastle… head； where the forecastle cat flashed across in pursuit of a big rat。 Other rats they saw； evidently driven out of their lairs by the rising water。
〃We just can't leave that cat behind；〃 Daughtry soliloquized in suggestive tones。
〃Certainly not；〃 the Ancient Mariner responded swinging his weight on the steering…sweep and heading the boat back。
Twice the whale gently rolled them in the course of its leisurely circling； ere they bent to their oars again and pulled away。 Of them the whale seemed to take no notice。 It was from the huge thing； the schooner； that death had been wreaked upon her calf； and it was upon the schooner that she vented the wrath of her grief。
Even as they pulled away； the whale turned and headed across the ocean。 At a half…mile distance she curved about and charged back。
〃With all that water in her； the schooner'll have a real kick…back in her when she's hit；〃 Daughtry said。 〃Lordy me； rest on your oars an' watch。〃
Delivered squarely amidships； it was the hardest blow the Mary Turner had received。 Stays and splinters of rail flew in the air as she rolled so far over as to expose half her copper wet… glistening in the sun。 As she righted sluggishly； the mainmast swayed drunkenly in the air but did not fall。
〃A knock…out！〃 Daughtry cried； at sight of the whale flurrying the water with aimless； gigantic splashings。 〃It must a…smashed both of 'em。〃
〃Schooner he finish close up altogether；〃 Kwaque observed； as the Mary Turner's rail disappeared。
Swiftly she sank； and no more than a matter of moments was it when the stump of her mainmast was gone。 Remained only the whale； floating and floundering； on the surface of the sea。
〃It's nothing to brag about；〃 Daughtry delivered himself of the Mary Turner's epitaph。 〃Nobody'd believe us。 A stout little craft like that sunk； deliberately sunk； by an old cow…whale！ No； sir。 I never believed that old moss…back in Honolulu； when he claimed he was a survivor of the sinkin' of the Essex； an' no more will anybody believe me。〃
〃The pretty schooner； the pretty clever craft；〃 mourned the Ancient Mariner。 〃Never were there more dainty and lovable topmasts on a three…masted schooner； and never was there a three… masted schooner that worked like the witch she was to windward。〃
Dag Daughtry； who had kept always foot…loose and never married； surveyed the boat…load of his responsibilities to which he was anchoredKwaque； the Black Papuan monstrosity whom he had saved from the bellies of his fellows； Ah Moy； the little old sea…cook whose age was problematical only by decades； the Ancient Mariner； the dignified； the beloved； and the respected； gangly Big John； the youthful Scandinavian with the inches of a giant and the mind of a child； Killeny Boy； the wonder of dogs； Scraps； the outrageously silly and fat…rolling puppy； Cocky； the white… feathered mite of life； imperious as a steel…blade and wheedlingly seductive as a charming child； and even the forecastle cat； the lithe and tawny slayer of rats； sheltering between the legs of Ah Moy。 And the Marquesas were two hundred miles distant full…hauled on the tradewind which had ceased but which was as sure to live again as the morning sun in the sky。
The steward heaved a sigh； and whimsically shot into his mind the memory…picture in his nursery…book of the old woman who lived in a shoe。 He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand； and was dimly aware of the area of the numbness that bordered the centre that was sensationless between his eyebrows； as he said：
〃Well； children； rowing won't fetch us to the Marquesas。 We'll need a stretch of wind for that。 But it's up to us； right now； to put a mile or so between us an' that peevish old cow。 Maybe she'll revive； and maybe she won't； but just the same I can't help feelin' leary about her。〃
CHAPTER XVI
Two days later； as the steamer Mariposa plied her customary route between Tahiti and San Francisco； the passengers ceased playing deck quoits； abandoned their card games in the smoker； their novels and deck chairs； and crowded the rail to stare at the small boat that skimmed to them across the sea before a light following breeze。 When Big John； aided by Ah Moy and Kwaque； lowered the sail and unstepped the mast； titters and laughter arose from the passengers。 It was contrary to all their preconceptions of mid… ocean rescue of ship…wrecked mariners from the open boat。
It caught their fancy that this boat was the Ark； what of its freightage of bedding； dry goods boxes； beer…cases； a cat； two dogs； a white cockatoo； a Chinaman； a kinky…headed black； a gangly pallid…haired giant； a grizzled Dag Daughtry； and an Ancient Mariner who looked every inch the part。 Him a facetious； vacationing architect's clerk dubbed Noah； and so greeted him。
〃I say； Noah；〃 he called。 〃Some flood； eh？ Located Ararat yet？〃
〃Catch any fish？〃 bawled another youngster down over the rail。
〃Gracious！ Look at the beer！ Good English beer！ Put me down for a case！〃
Never was a more popular wrecked crew more merrily rescued at sea。 The young blades would have it that none other than old Noah himself had come on board with the remnants of the Lost Tribes； and to elderly female passengers spun hair…raising accounts of the sinking of an entire tropic island by volcanic and earthquake action。
〃I'm a steward；〃 Dag Daughtry told the Mariposa's captain； 〃and I'll be glad and grateful to berth along with your stewards in the glory…hole。 Big John there's a sailorman； an' the fo'c's'le 'll do him。 The Chink is a ship's cook； and the nigger belongs to me。 But Mr。 Greenleaf； sir； is a gentleman； and the best of cabin fare and staterooms'll be none too good for him； sir。〃
And when the news went around that these were part of the survivors of the three…masted schooner； Mary Turner； smashed into kindling wood and sunk by a whale； the elderly females no more believed than had they the yarn of the sunken island。
〃Captain Hayward；〃 one of them demanded of the steamer's skipper； 〃could a whale sink the Mariposa？〃
〃She has never been so sunk；〃 was his reply。
〃I knew it！〃 she declared emphatically。 〃It's not the way of ships to go around being sunk by whales； is it； captain？〃
〃No； madam； I assure you it is not；〃 was his response。 〃Nevertheless； all the five men insist upon it。〃
〃Sailors are notorious for their unveracity； are they not？〃 the lady voiced her flat conclusion in the form of a tentative query。
〃Worst liars I ever saw； madam。 Do you
