Owing to the fact that two officers had gone away in their first prize, and that three had been killed or disabled in the late fight, there was a shortage of officers on the Furious. Three had left in the Moorish prizes, and when, a week later, another Moorish vessel was captured without much fighting, the captain had no officers to spare above the rank of midshipmen.
Mr. Forster, he said, I have selected you to go in the prize. You can take one of the juniors with you; I cannot spare either of the seniors. Who would you like to take?
I would rather have Gilmore, sir. I feel that I can trust him thoroughly.
I think you have made a good choice. I cannot spare you more than thirty men. You will go straight to Malta, hand over your prize to the agent there, and either wait till we return, or come back again if there should be any means of doing so.
Will was delighted when he heard that he was to go with Forster. Will you pick the crew? he asked his friend.
No, but I could arrange without difficulty for anyone you specially wished.
I should like very much to have my friend Tom Stevens and the sailor named Dimchurch; they are both good hands in their way, and were very friendly with me before I got promoted.
All right! there will no difficulty about that; we shall want a boy to act as our servant, and one able seaman is as good as another. I have noticed Dimchurch; he is a fine active hand, and I will appoint him boatswain.
Great was the pride of Will as the prize crew rowed from the Furious to the Moorish galley of which he was to be second in command, but he could not help bursting out laughing as he went down with Forster into the cabin.
What are you laughing at? Forster asked.
I was having a bit of a laugh at the thought of the change that has come over my position. Not that I am conceited about it, but it all seems so strange that I should be here and second in command.
No doubt it does, laughed Forster, but you will soon get accustomed to it. It is almost as strange for me, for it is the first time that I have been in command. I have brought a chart on board with me. Our course is north-north-east, and the distance is between two and three hundred miles. In any decent part of the world we should do it in a couple of days, but with these baffling winds we may take a week or more. Well, I dont much care how long we are; it will be a luxury to be ones own master for a bit.
The first step was to divide the crew into two watches.
I am entitled not to keep a watch, Forster said, but I shall certainly waive the privilege. We will take a watch each.
Tom Stevens was appointed cabin servant, and one of the men was made cook; nine of the others were told off to each watch.
I wish she hadnt all those prisoners on board, Forster said. They will be a constant source of anxiety. There are over fifty of them, and as hang-dog scoundrels as one would wish to see. We shall have to keep a sharp look-out on them, to make sure that they dont get a ghost of a chance of coming up on deck, for if they did they would not think twice about cutting our throats.
I dont see how they could possibly get out, Will said.
No; it generally does look like that, but they manage it sometimes for all that. These fellows know that when they get to Malta they will be set to work in the yards, and if there was an opportunity, however small, for them to break out, you may be sure that they would take it. These Moorish pirates are about as ruffianly scoundrels as are to be found, and if they dont put their prisoners to death they only spare them for what they will fetch as slaves.
After three days sailing they had made but little way, for it was only in the morning and the evening that there was any breeze. Will had just turned in for the middle watch, and had scarcely dropped to sleep, when he was suddenly awakened by a loud noise. He sprang out of bed, seized his dirk and a brace of pistols which were part of the equipment given him by the first lieutenant. As he ran up the companion he heard a coil of rope thrown against the door, so he leapt down again and ran with all speed to the mens quarters. They, too, were all on their feet, but the hatch had been battened down above them.
This is a bad job, sir, Dimchurch said. How they have got out I have no idea. I looked at the fastenings of the two hatches when I came down twenty minutes ago, and they looked to me all right. I am afraid they will cut all our comrades throats.
I fear so, Dimchurch. What do you think we had better do?
I dont know, sir; it will require a good deal of thinking out. I dont suppose they will meddle with us at present, but of course they will sooner or later.
Well, Dimchurch, as a first step we will bring all the mess tables and other portable things forward here, and make a barricade with them. We will also obtain two or three barrels of water and a stock of food, so that when the time comes we may at any rate be able to make a stout resistance.
That is a good idea, sir. We will set to work at once.
In a short time, with the aid of tubs of provisions, barrels of water, and bales of goods, a barricade was built across the bow of the vessel, forming a triangular enclosure of about fourteen feet on each side. The arms were then collected and placed inside, and when this was done there was a general feeling of satisfaction that they could at least sell their lives dearly.
Now, sir, what is the next step? Dimchurch asked.You have only to give your orders and we are ready to carry them out.
I have thought of nothing at present, Will said. I fancy it will be better to allow them to make the first move, for even with the advantage of attacking them in the dark we could hardly hope to overcome four times our number.
It would be a tough job certainly, sir; but if the worst comes to the worst, we might try it.
It must come to quite the worst, Dimchurch, before we take such a step as that.
As evening approached, the Moors were heard descending the companion. There was a buzz of talk, and then they came rushing forward. When they reached the door between the fore and aft portions of the ship Will and his men opened fire upon them, and as they poured out they were shot down. Seven or eight fell, and then the others dashed forward. The seamen lined the barricade and made a strenuous resistance. Cutlass clashed against Moorish yatagan; the Moors were too crowded together to use their guns, and as they could gather no more closely in front than the sailors stood, they were unable to break through the barricade. At last, after many had fallen, the rest retired. Three or four of the sailors had received more or less severe wounds, but none were absolutely disabled. Tom Stevens had fought pluckily among the rest, and Will was ready with his shouts of encouragement, and a cutlass he had taken for use instead of his dirk, wherever the pressure was most severe.
When the Moors had retired, Dimchurch and two others went outside the barricade and piled some heavy bales against the door, after first carrying out the dead Moors.
They will hardly attack us that way again, sir, he said to Will; it will be our turn next time.
Yes, six of their number are killed, and probably several badly wounded, so we ought to have a good chance of success if we make a dash at them in the dark.
They waited until night had fallen. Then Will said:
Do you think you can lift that hatchway, Dimchurch?
I will have a pretty hard try anyhow, the man said. I will roll this tub under it; that will give me a chance of using my strength.