and forth above him.
But still the vessels continued to stand out; and he had given up all
hope, when the great column of smoke, rising above the forest in one
dense vertical shaft, attracted the attention of a lookout aboard the
cruiser, and instantly a dozen glasses were leveled on the beach.
Presently Clayton saw the two ships come about again; and while the
Arrow lay drifting quietly on the ocean, the cruiser steamed slowly
back toward shore.
At some distance away she stopped, and a boat was lowered and
dispatched toward the beach.
As it was drawn up a young officer stepped out.
"Monsieur Clayton, I presume?" he asked.
"Thank God, you have come!" was Clayton's reply. "And it may be that
it is not too late even now."
"What do you mean, Monsieur?" asked the officer.
Clayton told of the abduction of Jane Porter and the need of armed men
to aid in the search for her.
"MON DIEU!" exclaimed the officer, sadly. "Yesterday and it would not
have been too late. Today and it may be better that the poor lady were
never found. It is horrible, Monsieur. It is too horrible."
Other boats had now put off from the cruiser, and Clayton, having
pointed out the harbor's entrance to the officer, entered the boat with
him and its nose was turned toward the little landlocked bay, into
which the other craft followed.
Soon the entire party had landed where stood Professor Porter, Mr.
Philander and the weeping Esmeralda.
Among the officers in the last boats to put off from the cruiser was
the commander of the vessel; and when he had heard the story of Jane's
abduction, he generously called for volunteers to accompany Professor
Porter and Clayton in their search.
Not an officer or a man was there of those brave and sympathetic
Frenchmen who did not quickly beg leave to be one of the expedition.
The commander selected twenty men and two officers, Lieutenant D'Arnot
and Lieutenant Charpentier. A boat was dispatched to the cruiser for
provisions, ammunition, and carbines; the men were already armed with
Then, to Clayton's inquiries as to how they had happened to anchor off
shore and fire a signal gun, the commander, Captain Dufranne, explained
that a month before they had sighted the Arrow bearing southwest under
considerable canvas, and that when they had signaled her to come about
she had but crowded on more sail.
They had kept her hull-up until sunset, firing several shots after her,
but the next morning she was nowhere to be seen. They had then
Two years elapsed before the event transpired which proved a crisis in Billy's life.Page 10
At the end of the week it was necessary to carry Billy above to keep the rats from devouring him, for the continued beatings and starvation had reduced him to little more than an unconscious mass of raw and bleeding meat.Page 23
" "Bully!" exclaimed the mucker.Page 33
" The girl turned away from the partition, her face white and drawn, her eyes inexpressibly sad.Page 34
He knew that she looked down upon him as an inferior being.Page 67
Granaries on stilts were dotted here and there among the dwellings.Page 69
That is God's truth.Page 73
"Damme if I'm goin' to get my coconut hacked off on any such wild-goose chase as this," he said to Wison.Page 79
What should she do? With but a little respite she might enlarge the window sufficiently to permit her to escape into the forest, but the woman at the door evidently would.Page 83
" "Well, wot's de word?" asked the mucker, for he saw that Theriere was right.Page 109
"What's the matter?" he asked, alarmed.Page 143
It is true that he had urged her to marry Mallory; but now, in his lonesomeness and friendlessness, he felt almost as though she had been untrue to him.Page 147
Presently two staccato blasts broke from the engine's whistle, there was a progressive jerking at coupling pins, which started up at the big locomotive and ran rapidly down the length of the train, there was the squeaking of brake shoes against wheels, and the train moved slowly forward again upon its long journey toward the coast, gaining momentum moment by moment until finally the way-car rolled rapidly past the hidden fugitive and the freight rumbled away to be swallowed up in the darkness.Page 179
A little adobe hut, backed by a few squalid outbuildings, stood out, a screaming high-light in its coat of whitewash, against a background that was garish with light.Page 182
Put me wise to the gink's lay.Page 210
Then from the depths below came a wild scream and a heavy thud.Page 224
"Have it ready in a jiffy," and away he went, uncoiling his riata, toward the little group of saddle ponies which stood in the corral against necessity for instant use.Page 248
I ain't back here to be took--get that out o' your nut.Page 260
"Got that one too.Page 278
I gotta chance to get away and live straight, and have a little happiness in life, and, Flannagan, the man who tries to crab my game is goin' to get himself croaked.