through these great blubbering waves ere we end
our voyage? This night wind is worse than a Robin Hood's thaw."
"We will hoist signals shortly," was the reply; "if the ship is within
sight, she will answer and bring to."
"Have ye any prog[iv] aboard?" inquired the officer.
A bottle was handed to him. He drank eagerly of the liquor, and gave
the remainder to his assistants.
"I wish with all my heart," said he, "the prisoner were safe out of my
custody, and I on my way back. I had as lief trot a hundred miles on
land bare-back as sit in this confounded swing for a minute. How my
head reels!"
He leaned against one of the benches, to all appearance squeamish and
indisposed.
A faint light now flickered on the horizon and disappeared. Again. It
seemed to rise above the deep. They were evidently approaching towards
it, and the stranger spoke something in a low tone to the steersman.
"Yonder it be, I reckon," said the jailer, lifting up his head on
hearing an unusual bustle amongst the crew. "I am fain to see it, for
I am waundy qualmish dancing to this up-an'-down tune, wi' nought but
the wind for my fiddle."
"And who pays the piper?" asked a wavering voice from below.
"Thee Simon Catterall, bumbailiff, catchpole, thieftaker, and"----
Here a sudden lurch threw the jailer on his beam-ends. A pause was the
result, which this worthy official was not inclined to interrupt.
A light hitherto concealed, was now hoisted up to the masthead. This
was apparently answered by another signal at no great distance.
"Friends!" said the stranger; "and now hold on to your course."
They had passed the banks and were some leagues from shore. Morning
was feebly dawning behind them, when the dark hull of a ship, rapidly
enlarging, seemed to rise out, broad and distinct, from the thin mist
towards the west. The loud and incessant moan of the waves, the dash
and recoil of their huge tops breaking against the sides of the
vessel, with voices from on board, were distinctly heard, and
immediately the boat was alongside.
The transfer of their cargo was a work of more difficulty, partly
owing to the clumsiness and unseamanlike proceedings of the men who
had charge of the prisoner, and partly owing to the light being yet
too feeble for objects to be distinctly seen. A considerable interval
in consequence elapsed ere the jailer, his assistants, and their
charge were hoisted on the deck, not of a trim, gallant war-ship, well
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