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Two
of
their
number
had
gone
down
before
the
captain
's
revolver
.
They
lay
where
they
had
fallen
between
the
combatants
.
But
then
the
first
mate
lunged
forward
upon
his
face
,
and
at
a
cry
of
command
from
Black
Michael
the
mutineers
charged
the
remaining
four
.
The
crew
had
been
able
to
muster
but
six
firearms
,
so
most
of
them
were
armed
with
boat
hooks
,
axes
,
hatchets
and
crowbars
.
The
captain
had
emptied
his
revolver
and
was
reloading
as
the
charge
was
made
.
The
second
mate
's
gun
had
jammed
,
and
so
there
were
but
two
weapons
opposed
to
the
mutineers
as
they
bore
down
upon
the
officers
,
who
now
started
to
give
back
before
the
infuriated
rush
of
their
men
.
Both
sides
were
cursing
and
swearing
in
a
frightful
manner
,
which
,
together
with
the
reports
of
the
firearms
and
the
screams
and
groans
of
the
wounded
,
turned
the
deck
of
the
Fuwalda
to
the
likeness
of
a
madhouse
.
Before
the
officers
had
taken
a
dozen
backward
steps
the
men
were
upon
them
.
An
ax
in
the
hands
of
a
burly
Negro
cleft
the
captain
from
forehead
to
chin
,
and
an
instant
later
the
others
were
down
:
dead
or
wounded
from
dozens
of
blows
and
bullet
wounds
.
Short
and
grisly
had
been
the
work
of
the
mutineers
of
the
Fuwalda
,
and
through
it
all
John
Clayton
had
stood
leaning
carelessly
beside
the
companionway
puffing
meditatively
upon
his
pipe
as
though
he
had
been
but
watching
an
indifferent
cricket
match
.
As
the
last
officer
went
down
he
thought
it
was
time
that
he
returned
to
his
wife
lest
some
members
of
the
crew
find
her
alone
below
.
Though
outwardly
calm
and
indifferent
,
Clayton
was
inwardly
apprehensive
and
wrought
up
,
for
he
feared
for
his
wife
's
safety
at
the
hands
of
these
ignorant
,
half-brutes
into
whose
hands
fate
had
so
remorselessly
thrown
them
.
As
he
turned
to
descend
the
ladder
he
was
surprised
to
see
his
wife
standing
on
the
steps
almost
at
his
side
.
"
How
long
have
you
been
here
,
Alice
?
"
"
Since
the
beginning
,
"
she
replied
.
"
How
awful
,
John
.
Oh
,
how
awful
!
What
can
we
hope
for
at
the
hands
of
such
as
those
?
"
