low me to observe Rockets' countenance,
but I felt very sure, from the exclamations in which he indulged, that
he was taking in the whole matter with open-mouthed credulity, scarcely
understanding that Grampus was only describing his dream, and that he
had fully made up his mind that some dreadful accident was about to
happen to the ship. The scene I have been describing took place during
one of the cessations from labour, while the captain and first
lieutenant and master were considering what means could next be adopted
to get the ship afloat again. I was anxious that Nol's remarks should
not be heard by the rest of the crew, for I knew by experience how
greedily such an idea as the one he had expressed--that the ship was
doomed--might be taken up by the crew, and perhaps produce the very
event he had predicted. I was about to step forward and interfere, when
the order was issued to carry out another anchor astern, and Grampus and
his listener had to go about their duty. All night long we were toiling
away, getting out all our anchors, starting the water, even lowering
some of the guns into the boats.
"I told you so; I knew how it would be," I heard Grampus remark just as
he happened to meet Tom, while I was passing. "Ill-luck has come to the
ship, and ill-luck will stick to her, unless so be we gets a parson
aboard and manages to heave him into the sea. That'll set things to
rights again, may be."
I was amused at the old man's recipe for averting the doom from the
ship. It was not, however, new to me, for I had before heard a similar
proposal made under like circumstances. Never did a set of men labour
and toil more perseveringly than did our crew that night. Still the
ship stuck fast. It became at last a matter of doubt whether we should
have to throw all our guns overboard, and perhaps our provisions and
ammunition; and if so, all hopes of gaining prize-money or of doing
anything in the way of fighting was over for a long time to come.
Captain Symonds of course was unwilling to resort to this alternative
till the last. Grog was served out to all hands, and then we set to
again with a will. Hour after hour passed; as yet the weather remained
moderate, but we could not conceal from ourselves the disagreeable fact
that, should it come on to blow, in the position in which we were
placed, the ship would too probably be knocked to pieces. We were all
so busily employed that the hours did not pass so heavil
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