war, by any possibility?" I
asked, my thoughts always naturally recurring to her.
"There are too many guns, and the firing is too brisk for that,"
remarked Fairburn. "More likely some Dutch men-of-war, or perhaps some
of the Company's cruisers engaged with a fleet of prahus."
"Where do you make out the firing to come from?" I asked, rather
puzzled myself to say from what direction the sounds proceeded.
"From the southward," he answered. "Some of the sounds seem so loud,
that if it were night, I should say we ought to see the flashes; but
that arises, I expect, from the peculiar state of the atmosphere."
"I wish we had a breeze, to be able to get up to see what it is all
about," I exclaimed.
"It is one great puzzle," observed Van Graoul sagaciously, as he re-lit
his pipe, and puffed away as before.
Again all was quiet for the space of an hour; and we, of course, fancied
that the engagement had been concluded, and that we should have no
chance of helping our friends. The general opinion was, that a large
force of Malay pirates had been attacked by some European ships of war.
While we were discussing the matter, we were again startled by a louder
report than ever, followed by several others in rapid succession.
"Did you not fancy that you felt the vessel shake under our feet?" I
asked; for, soon after the loudest report, I thought the schooner was
lifted up and let down suddenly, in a very unusual way.
"Yes; if I did not know that we were in deep water, I should have
thought she had struck on a shoal," replied Van Graoul.
"Are you certain that we are in deep water?" asked Fairburn with
emphasis. "We'll see what the lead says."
Van Graoul smiled. "I am not offended, Fairburn, though some might be;
but you'll find I'm right."
"I hope so," replied Fairburn; "but a current might be drifting us
faster than we expected." The lead was hove, deep water was found all
round. "I cannot make it out," exclaimed Fairburn.
"Nor I," said Van Graoul, as he puffed away with his pipe. "Some ship
blown up; or perhaps a score of prahus."
Again the sound of firing was heard rolling away in the distance.
"It must be off Sourabaya, or Lombok, or perhaps as far away as Bali,"
remarked Fairburn, listening attentively. "Sometimes I fancy it comes
from the eastward, and may be away at Combobo, or Floris. Over a calm
sea sounds travel a great distance."
"I cannot help thinking that there must be some engage
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