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— we will live and die with him!”
“We shall aid him more surely,” said Brenda, who comprehended the nature of their situation better than Minna, “ by interesting the people of Kirkwall to grant these gentlemen’s demands.”
“Spoken like an angel of sense and beauty,” said Bunce; “ and now away with you; for, d — n me, if this is not like having a lighted linstock in the powder-room — if you speak another word more, confound me if I know how I shall bring myself to part with you!”
“Go, in God’s name, my daughters,” said Magnus; “I am in God’s hand; and when you are gone I shall care little for myself — and I shall think and say, as long as I live, that this good gentleman deserves a better trade. — Go — go — away with you!” — for they yet lingered in reluctance to leave him.
“Stay not to kiss,” said Bunce, “for fear I be tempted to ask my share. Into the boat with you — yet stop an instant.” He drew the three captives apart — ”Fletcher,” said he, “will answer for the rest of the fellows, and will see you safe off the seabeach. But how to answer for Fletcher, I know not, except by trusting Mr. Halcro with this little guarantee.”
He offered the minstrel a small double-barrelled pistol, which, he said, was loaded with a brace of balls. Minna observed Halcro’s hand tremble as he stretched it out to take the weapon. “ Give it to me, sir,” she said, taking it from ) the outlaw; “and trust to me for defending my sister and p myself.”‘
“Bravo, bravo!” shouted Bunce. “ There spoke a wench worthy of Cleveland, the King of Rovers!”
“Cleveland!” repeated Minna, “do you then know that Cleveland, whom you have twice named?”
“Know him! Is there a man alive,” said Bunce, “that knows better than I do the best and stoutest fellow ever stepped betwixt stem and stern? When he is out of the bilboes, as please Heaven he shall soon be, I reckon to see you come on board of us, and reign the queen of every sea we sail over. You have got the little guardian; I suppose you know how to use it? If Fletcher behaves ill to you, you need only draw up this piece of iron with your thumb, so — and if he persists, it is but crooking your pretty forefinger thus, and I shall lose the most dutiful messmate that ever man had — though, d — n the dog, he will deserve his death if he disobeys my orders. And now, into the boat — but stay, one kiss for Cleveland’s sake.”
Brenda, in deadly terror, endured his courtesy, but Minna, stepping back with disdain, offered her hand. Bunce laughed, but kissed, with a theatrical air, the fair hand which she extended as a ransom for her lips, and at length the sisters and Halcro were placed in the boat, which rowed off under Fletcher’s command.
Bunce stood on the quarterdeck, soliloquising after the manner of his original profession. “ Were this told at Port Royal, now, or at the Isle of Providence, or in the Petits Guaves, I wonder what they would say of me! Why, that I was a goodnatured milksop — a Jack-a-lent — an ass. — Well, let them. I have done enough of bad to think about it; it is worth while doing one good action, if it were but for the rarity of the thing, and to put one in good humour with oneself.” Then turning to Magnus Troil, he proceeded — ”By — these are bona-robas, these daughters of yours! The eldest would make her fortune on the London boards. What a dashing attitude the wench had with her, as she seized the pistol! — d — n me, that touch would have brought the house down! What a Roxalana the jade would have made!” (for, in his oratory, Bunce, like Sancho’s gossip, Thomas Cecial, was apt to use the most energetic word which came to hand, without accurately considering its propriety). “ I would give my share of the next prize but to hear her spout —
‘Away, begone, and give a whirlwind room,
Or I will blow you up like dust — A vaunt!
Madness but meanly represents my rage.’
And then, again, that little, soft, shy, tearful trembler, for Statira, to hear her recite —
‘He speaks the kindest words, and looks sueh things,
Vows with such passion, swears with so much grace,
That ‘tis a kind of heaven to be deluded by him.
What a play we might have run up! — I was a beast not to think of it before I sent them off — I to be Alexander — Claud Halcro, Lysimachus — this old gentleman might have made a Clytus, for a pinch. I was an idiot not to think of it!”
There was much in this effusion which might have displeased the Udaller; but, to speak truth, he paid no attention to it. His eye and, finally, his spyglass, were employed in watching the return of his daughters to the shore. He saw them land on the beach, and, accompanied by Halcro, and another man (Fletcher doubtless), he saw them ascend the acclivity, and proceed upon the road to Kirkwall; and he could even distinguish that Minna, as if considering herself as the guardian of the party, walked a little aloof from the rest, on the watch, as it seemed, against surprise, and ready to act as occasion should require. At length, as the Udaller was just about to lose sight of them, he had the exquisite satisfaction to see the party halt, and the pirate leave them, after a space just long enough for a civil farewell, and proceed slowly back, on his return to the beach. Blessing the Great Being who had thus relieved him from the most agonising fears which a father can feel, the worthy Udaller, from that instant, stood resigned to his own fate, whatever that might be.
Chapter XXXVII
Over the mountains and under the waves,
Over the fountains and under the graves,
Over floods that are deepest,
Which Neptune obey,
Over rocks that are steepest, Love will find out the way.
Old Song.
The parting of Fletcher from Claud Halcro and the sisters of Burgh-Westra, on the spot where it took place, was partly occasioned by a small party of armed men being seen at a distance in the act of advancing from Kirkwall, an apparition hidden from the Udaller’s spyglass by the swell of the ground, but quite visible to the pirate, whom it determined to consult his own safety by a speedy return to his boat. He was just turning away, when Minna occasioned the short delay which her father had observed.
“Stop,” she said; “I command you! — Tell your leader from me, that whatever the answer may be from Kirkwall, he shall carry his vessel, nevertheless, round to Stromness; and, being anchored there, let him send a boat ashore for Captain Cleveland when he shall see a smoke on the Bridge of Broisgar.”
Fletcher had thought, like his messmate Bunce, of asking a kiss, at least, for the trouble of escorting these beautiful young women; and perhaps, neither the terror of the approaching Kirkwall men, nor of Minna’s weapon, might have prevented his being insolent. But the name of his Captain, and, still more, the unappalled, dignified, commanding manner of Minna Troil, overawed him. He made a sea bow, promised to keep a sharp look-out, and, returning to his boat, went on board with his message.
As Halcro and the sisters advanced towards the party whom they saw on the Kirkwall road, and who, on their part, had halted as if to observe them, Brenda, relieved from the fears of Fletcher’s presence, which had hitherto kept her silent, exclaimed, “ Merciful Heaven! — Minna, in what hands have we left our dear father?”
“In the hands of brave men,” said Minna steadily — ”I fear not for him.”
“As brave as you please,” said Claud Halcro, “but very dangerous rogues for all that. — I know that fellow Altamont, as he calls himself, though that is not his right name neither, as deboshed a dog as ever made a bam ring with blood and blank verse. He began with Barnwell, and everybody thought he would end with the gallows, like the last scene in ‘ Venice Preserved.’“
“It matters not,” said Minna — ” the wilder