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The
shadow
of
poor
Ransome
,
to
be
sure
,
lay
on
all
four
of
us
,
and
on
me
and
Mr.
Shuan
in
particular
,
most
heavily
.
And
then
I
had
another
trouble
of
my
own
.
Here
I
was
,
doing
dirty
work
for
three
men
that
I
looked
down
upon
,
and
one
of
whom
,
at
least
,
should
have
hung
upon
a
gallows
;
that
was
for
the
present
;
and
as
for
the
future
,
I
could
only
see
myself
slaving
alongside
of
negroes
in
the
tobacco
fields
.
Mr.
Riach
,
perhaps
from
caution
,
would
never
suffer
me
to
say
another
word
about
my
story
;
the
captain
,
whom
I
tried
to
approach
,
rebuffed
me
like
a
dog
and
would
not
hear
a
word
;
and
as
the
days
came
and
went
,
my
heart
sank
lower
and
lower
,
till
I
was
even
glad
of
the
work
which
kept
me
from
thinking
.
More
than
a
week
went
by
,
in
which
the
ill-luck
that
had
hitherto
pursued
the
Covenant
upon
this
voyage
grew
yet
more
strongly
marked
.
Some
days
she
made
a
little
way
;
others
,
she
was
driven
actually
back
.
At
last
we
were
beaten
so
far
to
the
south
that
we
tossed
and
tacked
to
and
fro
the
whole
of
the
ninth
day
,
within
sight
of
Cape
Wrath
and
the
wild
,
rocky
coast
on
either
hand
of
it
.
There
followed
on
that
a
council
of
the
officers
,
and
some
decision
which
I
did
not
rightly
understand
,
seeing
only
the
result
:
that
we
had
made
a
fair
wind
of
a
foul
one
and
were
running
south
.
The
tenth
afternoon
there
was
a
falling
swell
and
a
thick
,
wet
,
white
fog
that
hid
one
end
of
the
brig
from
the
other
.
All
afternoon
,
when
I
went
on
deck
,
I
saw
men
and
officers
listening
hard
over
the
bulwarks
--
"
for
breakers
,
"
they
said
;
and
though
I
did
not
so
much
as
understand
the
word
,
I
felt
danger
in
the
air
,
and
was
excited
.
Maybe
about
ten
at
night
,
I
was
serving
Mr.
Riach
and
the
captain
at
their
supper
,
when
the
ship
struck
something
with
a
great
sound
,
and
we
heard
voices
singing
out
.
My
two
masters
leaped
to
their
feet
.
"
She
's
struck
!
"
said
Mr.
Riach
.
"
No
,
sir
,
"
said
the
captain
.
"
We
've
only
run
a
boat
down
.
"
And
they
hurried
out
.
The
captain
was
in
the
right
of
it
.
We
had
run
down
a
boat
in
the
fog
,
and
she
had
parted
in
the
midst
and
gone
to
the
bottom
with
all
her
crew
but
one
.
This
man
(
as
I
heard
afterwards
)
had
been
sitting
in
the
stern
as
a
passenger
,
while
the
rest
were
on
the
benches
rowing
.
At
the
moment
of
the
blow
,
the
stern
had
been
thrown
into
the
air
,
and
the
man
(
having
his
hands
free
,
and
for
all
he
was
encumbered
with
a
frieze
overcoat
that
came
below
his
knees
)
had
leaped
up
and
caught
hold
of
the
brig
's
bowsprit
.
It
showed
he
had
luck
and
much
agility
and
unusual
strength
,
that
he
should
have
thus
saved
himself
from
such
a
pass
.
And
yet
,
when
the
captain
brought
him
into
the
round-house
,
and
I
set
eyes
on
him
for
the
first
time
,
he
looked
as
cool
as
I
did
.
He
was
smallish
in
stature
,
but
well
set
and
as
nimble
as
a
goat
;
his
face
was
of
a
good
open
expression
,
but
sunburnt
very
dark
,
and
heavily
freckled
and
pitted
with
the
small-pox
;
his
eyes
were
unusually
light
and
had
a
kind
of
dancing
madness
in
them
,
that
was
both
engaging
and
alarming
;
and
when
he
took
off
his
great-coat
,
he
laid
a
pair
of
fine
silver-mounted
pistols
on
the
table
,
and
I
saw
that
he
was
belted
with
a
great
sword
.
His
manners
,
besides
,
were
elegant
,
and
he
pledged
the
captain
handsomely
.
Altogether
I
thought
of
him
,
at
the
first
sight
,
that
here
was
a
man
I
would
rather
call
my
friend
than
my
enemy
.
