Paddles! Steve exclaimed.
Ay, and native paddles, sir. Our men dont paddle like that, and I fancy, he went on after listening again, there is more than one canoe. That settles it, sir. There isnt a chance of our ever seeing our mates again.
Oh, dont say that, Wilcox! Even if some have been killed, the others may have been taken prisoners. I cant believe they have all been murdered.
Well, I hope not, sir, but it looks very black. If they had pounced upon them sudden, and there had been no fighting, they might have kept them prisoners a day or two till they made a grand feast and killed them; but that firing we heard settles it to my mind. I should say there aint no manner of doubt that our fellows will have killed some of the niggers, and I expect that the two canoes closed in on them, and then it would be all over in a minute.
When the canoes were within a quarter of a mile the rowers broke into a sort of chant, with occasional wild shouts and yells.
There they come, Wilcox said as two long canoes, paddling abreast, rounded a turn in the river a short distance away. There must be something like fifty men in each canoe.
In a short time the canoes came along at a high rate of speed. The sailor gave a sudden exclamation of fury.
What is it? Steve asked.
Dont you see, sir, in the stern of each of the canoes, piled up by the steering oar, there are some heads.
I cant look at them, Steven said, drawing back from his peep-hole through the leaves.
They are whites, the sailor muttered. There aint no doubt about it. I would give all my pay for the voyage to have the Tigers crew here, that we might give them murdering villains a volley.
But Stephen did not hear him; he had thrown himself down, and the tears were running down his cheeks. The loss of the second mate, who had always been cheery and kind, and of his fellow apprentice, Joyce, completely unnerved him. Up to now he had hoped, but what before had been doubt as to their fate had now been converted into certainty.
Dont give way, Master Steve, the sailor said, stooping over him and laying his hand on his shoulder. It is a bad job, there aint no denying it. What happened to them half an hour ago may happen to us before long; we have got to be up and doing, sir.
You are right, Wilcox, Steve said, as he rose to his feet. In the first place, could you count the heads?
No; there was a pile of them in each boat; there may have been three, there may have been four in each.
Well, one thing is certain, Wilcox; we must find out if any of them are still alive, and if so we must try and get them out of the Malays hands.
I am ready to try, sir. When a chap sees such a thing as that he dont seem to care much for his life; and at least if we are caught we can polish off a few of the villains before we go under, so I am game to do anything you may order.
It is not for me to order, Wilcox; I am only a young apprentice, and you are an experienced sailor; and now that we are alone and in danger together, it is for you to lead.
Well, if that is the way you look at it, sir, I am willing to do all I can; and if we find there is any of our mates alive we will get them out if it is possible, never fear.
Do you think those canoes are going to put to sea? Steve asked.
Not they; they have just gone down to the mouth of the river to see whether that boat came from a ship lying off the shore or whether it was alone. There, do you hear those yells? They have got out of the canoes, and found the place where we camped last night. We walked about there a good bit, and it aint likely they will be able to find out whether there was seven or nine of us. Besides, I dont think they will look much, for they would take it for certain we should all go up the river together; and so we should have done if it had not been that you and I were left behind to look out for a sail.
In half an hour the two canoes came back again. They both kept well over to the opposite side of the river to avoid the full force of the current, and the sailor and Stephen attempted to count the heads in their sterns. They could not make out the number, but were inclined to agree that the two dark masses were about the same size.
I think there can only be three in each boat, Steven said. In that case one man may have been made prisoner; at any rate, Wilcox, we will go on and see.
As soon as the canoes had gone round the bend of the river, they proceeded on their way. The ground presently became exceedingly swampy, and they could see by the pieces of dead wood and litter caught among the bushes, that in times of flood the river must overflow its banks and extend a long distance into the forest. From time to time they had to wade waist-deep across channels by which the water from the marsh was draining slowly into the river. Before crossing these, at Wilcoxs suggestion they each cut down a bush and beat the water with it.
I expect there are no end of alligators in this swamp, the sailor said; and I know that the natives, before they cross streams where the brutes are likely to be hiding, beat the water with sticks or bushes to frighten them away.
It was hard work walking, for they often sunk knee-deep in the wet soil, but after toiling for nearly an hour they heard a confused noise ahead, and could ere long make out the beating of drums and the wild shouts of Malays, mingled with a deep roaring sound made by horns. They now went on more cautiously, and presently could make out through the trees a large native village standing upon rising ground by the side of the river. Creeping cautiously to the edge of the bush they could see that a large number of men, women, and children were assembled in an open space between the houses and the water. The women were bringing bundles of wood, and a column of smoke rising in the centre of the crowd showed that the preparation for a feast had begun.
If we had but one of our ten-pounders loaded with grape with us, Wilcox said, I would pour a volley into those black devils if it cost me my life afterwards.
What do you think they are going to do, Wilcox?
I reckon there aint much doubt about it, the sailor replied; they are going to make a feast of our mess-mates.
Stephen uttered an exclamation of horror and disgust. Do you mean to say that they are cannibals, Wilcox?
In course I cant say for certain, Master Steve. Some of these tribes are cannibals and some aint, and I reckon by what I see going on that those villains are. Are you a good climber, sir?
Do you mean climbing a tree. I have never had much practice at that, Wilcox, but I dare say I could manage it.
Well, sir, you are lighter and more active than I am, and I was thinking that if you could get up to the top of this tree you would have a view down over the village. The leaves are pretty thick, and as the niggers are busy there is not much chance of their looking about for a man up a tree. You see the village aint above a hundred and fifty yards away, and the ground aint more than twenty feet above the river. I should say that this tree was seventy or eighty feet high, so that from the top you can get a view pretty well over the place; if there is one of our chaps there he may be lying tied up somewhere. Of course he might be in a hut, but it is much more likely that they would have just chucked him down until they wanted him. I think if you got on my shoulder you would be able to get hold of that lowest branch where it bends down, and climb along it to the trunk; after that the branches come pretty thick together.