What dye mean, Uncle Hezekiah? said Jack.
Why, said Hezekiah, I mean what I said. You shall have that twenty pound, Jacky. Ive been thinking about it, and what you said, and Im going to give you what you want. I cant give it to you just now, for twenty pound is a deal of money, and I havent that much to give you straight away. But Ill give it to you after a while, I will, Jacky. Ill give it to you let me see Ill give it to you on Monday next. Will that be time enough?
Why, yes, it will, said Jack, if you really mean what you say.
Aye, said the old man, I mean it sure enough; but dont you say anything more to Roger Burton, will ye? Just you come to me when you want anything, and dont you go to him. I mean to be a good, kind uncle to you, Jacky, I do, and he reached out a lean, tremulous hand, and pawed at Jack, who drew instinctively away from his approach. I do, Jacky, I do, said the old man, almost whining in his effort to be affectionate. But dont you be writing to Sir Henry Ballister about me, will you, Jacky?
I wont write to him if youll treat me decently, said Jack.
Aye, aye, said the old man, I mean to do that, Jacky, I do. Only dont you be talking any more to Lawyer Burton. Ill give you that twenty pound. Ill give it to you on on Monday next, I will.
Then he turned and went away again. Jack sat looking after him. He felt very uncomfortable. He could not understand why the old man had yielded so suddenly. He did not believe at all that he had yielded, or that he would give him what he asked for. He felt sure, in spite of his uncles words, that he had been put off with a barren promise that would never bear fruit.
CHAPTER IV
CAPTAIN BUTTS
ON the evening of the next day a number of boys were gathered at the end of the wharf in front of Hezekiah Tiptons warehouses. They were throwing stones into the water. Jack went out along the wharf to where they were. They were all of them boys younger than himself.
Well, if thats all the better you can throw, said Jack, to be sure you cant throw well. Just you watch me hit yon anchor-buoy out there with this pebble.
A brig had come into the harbor during the day, and now lay at anchor some distance off from the shore. The sails were half reefed and hung limp from the yards. The men were washing down the decks, and from the shore you could see them busy about the decks, and every now and then a gush of dirty water as it ran through the scupper-holes. A boat was just about putting off from the brig. Presently some one climbed down over the side of the vessel and into the boat, and then it was pushed off. Jack stopped throwing stones and stood looking. The boat came rowing straight toward the wharf where he and the other boys stood. It pulled in around the back of a sloop that lay fast to the end of the wharf, and was hidden from sight. Jack jumped down from the wharf to the deck of the sloop, and went across to see who was in the boat. It had come in under the side of the sloop, and two of the men were holding it to its place, grasping the chains. They looked up at Jack and the other boys as they came to the rail of the sloop and looked down at them. There were two men in the stern of the boat. One was just about to climb aboard the sloop, the other sat still. He who still sat in his place had a knit cap pulled down half over his ears. He held a pipe in his mouth and he had gold ear-rings in his ears. The other, who was about to climb aboard the sloop, was plainly the captain of the brig. He was short and thick-set. He wore a rough sea coat with great flapped pockets and brass buttons. One of the pockets bulged out with a short pistol, the brass butt of which stuck out from under the flap. He wore canvas petticoat-breeches strapped to his waist by a broad leather belt with a big flat brass buckle. His face and as much of the short bull-neck as Jack could see were tanned red-brown like russet leather, and his cheeks and chin were covered with an unshaven beard of two or three days growth. He stood up in the boat, with his hand resting on the rail of the sloop.
Do you know where Master Hezekiah Tipton lives? he asked in a hoarse, rattling voice.
Why, yes, I do, said Jack. This is his wharf, and Im his nephew.
Well, then, said the man, I wish youd show me to him.
As Jack accompanied the other up the stony street to his uncles house, he turned to look at his companion every now and then.
Where do you hail from, captain? said he.
I hail from the land where every man minds his own business, said the other in his rattling voice. Where do you hail from, my hearty?
Jack did not know just what to reply at first. Oh, well, he said, if you dont choose to give me a civil answer, why, then you neednt.
After that they walked in silence till they reached the house. Jack looked into the office, but Hezekiah was not there. If youll come into the parlor, said he, Ill go and tell him youre here, only I dont know who you are, to be sure. He opened the door of the room as he spoke, and showed the captain into the darkened parlor. It always smelled damp and musty and unused, and the fireplace had a cold, dark look as though no comforting fire had ever burned there.
Tell Master Tipton tis Captain Butts of the Arundel wants to see him, said the stranger, laying aside his hat with its tarnished gilt lace and wiping his partly bald head with the corner of his red neckerchief. All the time he was looking strangely about him at his unfamiliar surroundings.
There was the sound of a knife and fork rattling against a plate in the distance, and Jack, following the sound, went along the passage to the room beyond, where he knew Hezekiah was sitting at supper.
Theres a man in the parlor, said Jack, would like to see you. He says his names Captain Butts of the Arundel.
Hezekiah was looking at Jack as he spoke. He laid down his knife and fork immediately, and pushed back his chair and arose. Jack followed him back to the parlor. He stood outside of the door, looking in. The stranger arose as Master Tipton came in, holding out to the old America merchant a big, brown, hairy hand with a hard, horny-looking palm.
How dye do, Master Tipton? said he in his rattling voice. I be mightily glad to see you.
Well, then, Master Captain Butts, said Hezekiah, giving him a limp, reluctant hand, I be mightily glad to see you, too, more glad than you are to see me, like enough, for Ive been looking for you these three days past, and wondering where was the Arundel. There be them nineteen servants down at the Duck and Doe that should have been took away yesterday morning. Their lodging at the inn is a matter of ten pence a day each. Now, who do you thinks to pay for that there?
Well, well, Master, said the other, twerent no fault of mine that I werent here yesterday. Wind and tide be to blame, so whatever ye lose ye may just charge up agin them. We cant sail without wind, can we? and we cant sail agin the tide, can we? As for the men, why, the sooner I get my clearance papers and the men aboard the better twill suit me. The tide turns at eight oclock, and if the wind comes up, as tis like to do, why, Ill drop out and away with the turn o the water.
Master Hezekiah looked around. Jack was still standing in the doorway. You go in and get your supper, Jacky, said he, and then he got up and closed the door, and Jack went back into the supper-room.