“ ‘Come along now,’ he said. ‘The Old Man’s up on the poop, talking to the Second Mate. You’ll never get a better chance.’
“Still I hesitated; but he caught me by the sleeve, and almost dragged me to the lee ladder.
“ ‘All right,’ I said, when I got there. ‘All right, I’ll come. Only I’m hanged if I know what to say when I get there.’
“ ‘Just tell them you want to speak to them,’ he said. ‘They’ll ask what you want, and then you spit out all you know. They’ll find it in-teresting enough.’
“ ‘You’d better come too,’ I suggested. ‘You’ll be able to back me up in lots of things,’
“ ‘I’ll come, fast enough,’ he replied. ‘You go up.’
“I went up the ladder, and walked across to where the Skipper and the Second Mate stood talking earnestly, by the rail. Tammy kept behind. As I came near to them, I caught two or three words; though I attached no meaning then to them. They were: ‘…send for him.’ Then the two of them turned and looked at me, and the Second Mate asked what I wanted.
“ ‘I want to speak to you and the Old M—Captain, Sir,’ I answered.
“ ‘What is it, Jessop?’ the Skipper inquired.
“ ‘I scarcely know how to put it, Sir,’ I said. ‘It’s—it’s about these—these things.’
“ ‘What things? Speak out, man,’ he said.
“ ‘Well, Sir,’ I blurted out. ‘There’s some dreadful thing or things come aboard this ship, since we left port.’
“I saw him give one quick glance at the Second Mate, and the Second looked back.
“Then the Skipper replied.
“ ‘How do you mean, come aboard?’ he asked.
“ ‘Out of the sea, Sir,’ I said. ‘I’ve seen them. So’s Tammy, here.’
“ ‘Ah!’ he exclaimed, and it seemed to me, from his face, that he was understanding something better. ‘Out of the sea!’
“Again he looked at the Second Mate; but the Second was staring at me.
“ ‘Yes, Sir,’ I said. ‘It’s the ship. She’s not safe! I’ve watched. I think I understand a bit; but there’s a lot I don’t.’
“I stopped. The Skipper had turned to the Second Mate. The Second nodded, gravely. Then I heard him mutter, in a low voice, and the Old Man replied; after which he turned to me again.
“ ‘Look here, Jessop,’ he said. ‘I’m going to talk straight to you. You strike me as being a cut above the ordinary shellback, and I think you’ve sense enough to hold your tongue.’
“ ‘I’ve got my mate’s ticket, Sir,’ I said, simply.
“Behind me, I heard Tammy give a little start. He had not known about it until then.
“The Skipper nodded.
“ ‘So much the better,’ he answered. ‘I may have to speak to you about that, later on.’
“He paused, and the Second Mate said something to him, in an undertone.
“ ‘Yes,’ he said, as though in reply to what the Second had been saying. Then he spoke to me again.
“ ‘You’ve seen things come out of the sea, you say?’ he questioned. ‘Now just tell me all you can remember, from the very beginning.’
“I set to, and told him everything in detail, commencing with the strange figure that had stepped aboard out of the sea, and continuing my yarn, up to the things that had happened in that very watch.
“I stuck well to solid facts; and now and then he and the Second Mate would look at one another, and nod. At the end, he turned to me with an abrupt gesture.
“ ‘You still hold, then, that you saw a ship the other morning, when I sent you from the wheel?’ he asked.
“ ‘Yes, Sir,’ I said. ‘I most certainly do.’
“ ‘But you know there wasn’t any!’ he said.
“ ‘Yes, Sir,’ I replied, in an apologetic tone. ‘There was; and, if you will let me, I believe that I can explain it a bit.’
“ ‘Well,’ he said. ‘Go on.’
“Now that I knew he was willing to listen to me in a serious manner, all my funk of telling him had gone, and I went ahead and told him my ideas about the mist, and the thing it seemed to have ushered, you know. I finished up, by telling him how Tammy had worried me to come and tell what I knew.
“ ‘He thought then, Sir,’ I went on, ‘that you might wish to put into the nearest port; but I told him that I didn’t think you could, even if you wanted to.’
“ ‘How’s that?’ he asked, profoundly interested.
“ ‘Well, Sir,’ I replied. ‘If we’re unable to see other vessels, we shouldn’t be able to see the land. You’d be piling the ship up, without ever seeing where you were putting her.’
“This view of the matter, affected the Old Man in an extraordinary manner; as it did, I believe, the Second Mate. And neither spoke for a moment. Then the Skipper burst out.
“ ‘By Gad! Jessop,’ he said. ‘If you’re right, the Lord have mercy on us.’
“He thought for a couple of seconds. Then he spoke again, and I could see that he was pretty well twisted up:—
“ ‘My God ! …if you’re right!’
“The Second Mate spoke.
“ ‘The men mustn’t know, Sir,’ he warned him. ‘It’d be a mess if they did!’
“ ‘Yes,’ said the Old Man.
“He spoke to me.
“ ‘Remember that, Jessop,’ he said. ‘Whatever you do, don’t go yarning about this, forrard.’
“ No, Sir,’ I replied.
“ ‘And you too, boy,’ said the Skipper. ‘Keep your tongue between your teeth. We’re in a bad enough mess, without your making it worse. Do you hear?’
“ ‘Yes, Sir,’ answered Tammy.
“The Old Man turned to me again.
“ ‘These things, or creatures that you say come out of the sea,’ he said. ‘You’ve never seen them, except after nightfall?’ he asked.
“ ‘No, Sir,’ I replied. ‘Never.’
“He turned to the Second Mate.
“ ‘So far as I can make out, Mr. Tulipson,’ he remarked, ‘the danger seems to be only at night.’
“ ‘It’s always been at night, Sir,’ the Second answered.
“The Old Man nodded.
“ ‘Have you anything to propose, Mr. Tulipson?’ he asked.
“ ‘Well, Sir,’ replied the Second Mate. ‘I think you ought to have her snugged down every night, before dark!’
“He spoke with considerable emphasis. Then he glanced aloft, and jerked his head in the direction of the unfurled t’gallants.
“ ‘It’s a damned good thing, Sir,’ he said, ‘that it didn’t come on to blow any harder.’
“The Old Man nodded again.
“ ‘Yes,’ he remarked. ‘We shall have to do it; but God knows when we’ll get home!’
“ ‘Better late than not at all,’ I heard the Second mutter, under his breath.
“Out loud, he said:—
“ ‘And the lights, Sir?’
“ ‘Yes,’ said the Old Man. ‘I will have lamps in the rigging every night, after dark.’
“ ‘Very good, Sir,’ assented the Second. Then he turned to us.
“ ‘It’s getting daylight, Jessop,’ he remarked, with a glance at the sky. ‘You’d better take Tammy with you, and shove those lamps back again into the locker.’
“ ‘i, i, Sir,’ I said, and went down off the poop with Tammy.
XIII
The Shadow in the Sea
When eight bells went, at four o’clock, and the other watch came on deck to relieve us, it had been broad daylight for some time. Before we went below, the Second Mate had the three t’gallants set; and now that it was light, we were pretty curious to have a look aloft, especially up the fore; and Tom, who had been up to overhaul the gear, was questioned a lot, when he came down, as to whether there were any signs of anything queer up there. But he told us there was nothing unusual to be seen.
“At eight o’clock, when we came on deck for the eight to twelve wa
tch, I saw the Sailmaker coming forrard along the deck, from the Second Mate’s old berth. He had his rule in his hand, and I knew he had been measuring the poor beggars in there, for their burial outfit. From breakfast time until near noon, he worked, shaping out three canvas wrappers from some old sailcloth. Then, with the aid of the Second Mate and one of the hands, he brought out the three dead chaps on to the after hatch, and there sewed them up, with a few lumps of holy stone at their feet. He was just finishing, when eight bells went, and I heard the Old Man tell the Second Mate to call all hands aft for the burial. This was done, and one of the gangways unshipped.
“We had no decent grating big enough, so they had to get off one of the hatches, and use it instead. The wind had died away during the morning, and the sea was almost a calm—the ship lifting ever so slightly to an occasional glassy heave. The only sounds that struck on the ear were the soft, slow rustle and occasional shiver of the sails, and the continuous and monotonous creak, creak of the spars and gear at the gentle movements of the vessel. And it was in this solemn half-quietness that the Skipper read the burial service.
“They had put the Dutchman first upon the hatch (I could tell him by his stumpiness), and when at last the Old Man gave the signal, the Second Mate tilted his end, and he slid off, and down into the dark.
“ ‘Poor old Dutchie,’ I heard one of the men say, and I fancy we all felt a bit like that.
“Then they lifted Jacobs onto the hatch, and when he had gone, Jock. When Jock was lifted, a sort of sudden shiver ran through the crowd. He had been a favourite in a quiet way, and I know I felt, all at once, just a bit queer. I was standing by the rail, upon the after bollard, and Tammy was next to me; while Plummer stood a little behind. As the Second Mate tilted the hatch for the last time, a little, hoarse chorus broke from the men:—
“ ‘S’long, Jock! So long, Jock!’
“And then, at the sudden plunge, they rushed to the side to see the last of him as he went downwards. Even the Second Mate was not able to resist this universal feeling, and he, too, peered over. From where I had been standing, I had been able to see the body take the water, and now, for a brief couple of seconds, I saw the white of the canvas, blurred by the blue of the water, dwindle and dwindle in the extreme depth. Abruptly, as I stared, it disappeared—too abruptly, it seemed to me.
“ ‘Gone!’ I heard several voices say, and then our watch began to go slowly forrard, while one or two of the other, started to replace the hatch.
“Tammy pointed, and nudged me.
“ ‘See, Jessop,’ he said. ‘What is it?’
“ ‘What?’ I asked.
“ ‘That queer shadow,’ he replied. ‘Look!’
“And then I saw what he meant. It was something big and shadowy, that appeared to be growing clearer. It occupied the exact place—so it seemed to me—in which Jock had disappeared.
“ ‘Look at it!’ said Tammy, again. ‘It’s getting bigger!’
“He was pretty excited, and so was I.
“I was peering down. The thing seemed to be rising out of the depths. It was taking shape. As I realised what the shape was, a queer, cold funk took me.
“ ‘See,’ said Tammy. ‘It’s just like the shadow of a ship!’
“And it was. The shadow of a ship rising out of the unexplored immensity beneath our keel. Plummer, who had not yet gone forrard, caught Tammy’s last remark, and glanced over.
What’s ’e mean?’ he asked.
“ ‘That!’ replied Tammy, and pointed.
“I jabbed my elbow into his ribs; but it was too late. Plummer had seen. Curiously enough, though, he seemed to think nothing of it.
“ ‘That ain’t no thin’, ’cept ther shadder er ther ship,’ he said.
“Tammy, after my hint, let it go at that. But when Plummer had gone forrard with the others, I told him not to go telling everything round the decks, like that.
“ ‘We’ve got to be thundering careful!’ I remarked. ‘You know what the Old Man said, last watch!’
“ ‘Yes,’ said Tammy. ‘I wasn’t thinking; I’ll be careful next time.’
“A little way from me, the Second Mate was still staring down into the water. I turned, and spoke to him.
“ ‘What do you make it out to be, Sir?’ I asked.
“ ‘God knows!’ he said, with a quick glance round to see whether any of the men were about.
“He got down from the rail, and turned to go up onto the poop. At the top of the ladder, he leant over the break.
“ ‘You may as well ship that gangway, you two,’ he told us. ‘And mind, Jessop, keep your mouth shut about this.’
“ ‘i, i, Sir,’ I answered.
“ ‘And you too, youngster!’ he added, and went aft along the poop.
“Tammy and I were busy with the gangway, when the Second came back. He had brought the Skipper.
“ ‘Eight under the gangway, Sir,’ I heard the Second say, and he pointed down into the water.
“For a little while, the Old Man stared. Then I heard him speak.
“ ‘I don’t see anything,’ he said.
“At that, the Second Mate bent more forward and peered down. So did I; but the thing, whatever it was, had gone completely.
“ ‘It’s gone, Sir,’ said the Second. ‘It was there right enough when I came for you.’
“About a minute later, having finished shipping the gangway, I was going forrard, when the Second’s voice called me back.
“ ‘Tell the Captain what it was you saw just now,’ he said, in a low voice.
“ ‘I can’t say exactly, Sir,’ I replied. ‘But it seemed to me like the shadow of a ship, rising up through the water.’
“ ‘There, Sir,’ remarked the Second Mate to the Old Man. ‘Just what I told you.’
“The Skipper stared at me.
“ ‘You’re quite sure?’ he asked.
“ ‘Yes, Sir,’ I answered. ‘Tammy saw it, too.’
“I waited a minute. Then they turned to go aft. The Second was saying something.
“ ‘Can I go, Sir?’ I asked.
“ ‘Yes, that will do, Jessop,’ he said, over his shoulder. But the Old Man came back to the break, and spoke to me.
“ ‘Remember, not a word of this forrard!’ he said.
“ ‘No, Sir,’ I replied, and he went back to the Second Mate; while I walked forrard to the fo’cas’le to get something to eat.
“ ‘Your whack’s in the kid, Jessop,’ said Tom, as I stepped in over the washboard. ‘An’ I got your limejuice in my pannakin.’
“ ‘Thanks,’ I said, and sat down.
“As I stowed away my grub, I took no notice of the chatter of the others. I was too stuffed with my own thoughts. That shadow of a vessel rising, you know, out of the profound deeps, had impressed me tremendously. It had not been imagination. Three of us had seen it—really four; for Plummer distinctly saw it; though he failed to recognise it as anything extraordinary.
“As you can understand, I thought a lot about this shadow of a vessel. But, I am sure, for a time, my ideas must just have gone in an everlasting, blind circle. And then I got another thought; for I got thinking of the figures I had seen aloft in the early morning; and I began to imagine fresh things. You see, that first thing that had come up over the side, had come out of the sea. And it had gone back. And now there was this shadow vessel-thing—ghost-ship I called it. It was a damned good name, too. And the dark, noiseless men…. I thought a lot on these lines. Unconsciously, I put a question to myself, aloud:—
“ ‘Were they the crew?’
“ ‘Eh?’ said Jaskett, who was on the next chest.
“I took hold of myself, as it were, and glanced at him, in an apparently careless manner.
“ ‘Did I speak?’ I asked.
“ ‘Yes, mate,’ he replied, eyeing me, curiously. ‘Yer said sumthin’ about a crew.’
“ ‘I must have been dreaming,’ I said; and rose up to put away my plate.
; XIV
The Ghost Ships
At four o’clock, when again we went on deck, the Second Mate told me to go on with a paunch mat I was making; while Tammy, he sent to get out his sinnet. I had the mat slung on the fore side of the main-mast, between it and the after end of the house; and, in a few minutes, Tammy brought his sinnet and yarns to the mast, and made fast to one of the pins.
“ ‘What do you think it was, Jessop?’ he asked, abruptly, after a short silence.
“I looked at him.
“ ‘What do you think?’ I replied.
“ I don’t know what to think,’ he said. ‘But I’ve a feeling that it’s something to do with all the rest,’ and he indicated aloft, with his head.
“ ‘I’ve been thinking, too,’ I remarked.
“ ‘That it is?’ he inquired.
“ ‘Yes,’ I answered, and told him how the idea had come to me at my dinner, that the strange men-shadows which came aboard, might come from that indistinct vessel we had seen down in the sea.
“ ‘Good Lord!’ he exclaimed, as he got my meaning.
“And then for a little, he stood and thought.
“ ‘That’s where they live, you mean?’ he said, at last, and paused again.
“ ‘Well,’ I replied. ‘It can’t be the sort of existence we should call life.’
“He nodded, doubtfully.
“ ‘No,’ he said, and was silent again.
“Presently, he put out an idea that had come to him.
“ ‘You think, then, that that—vessel has been with us for some time, if we’d only known?’ he asked.
“ ‘All along,’ I replied. ‘I mean ever since these things started.’
“ ‘Supposing there are others,’ he said, suddenly.
“I looked at him.
“ ‘If there are,’ I said. ‘You can pray to God that they won’t stumble across us. It strikes me that whether they’re ghosts, or not ghosts, they’re blood-gutted pirates.’
“ ‘It seems horrible,’ he said, solemnly, ‘to be talking seriously like this, about—you know, about such things.’
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