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XX. MOSTLY LOVE MATTERS.
Captain Winslow and those with him in the yawl at the time of the sinking of the barge, intent on their work of landing and of managing the cordelle, did not witness the rescue of Miss Hale and her companion. The place where the yawl came to sh.o.r.e, was overhung by bushes, and shut from view in the direction of the mouth of the bayou by trees and branches just blown down. Throughout the disastrous half-hour, only Dr. Deville thought less of self-preservation than of the safety of others. Constantly he tried not to lose sight of his daughter and of Evaleen, and he felt sure he had seen the girls going ash.o.r.e in a skiff, rowed by two men. The boatman, who escaped by swimming when his fellows went down in the whirl of the eddy, could not believe but that the women were drowned.
Winslow and his drenched crew followed Dr. Deville down to the angle formed by the river and the bayou, where stood those of the wreckers not employed with oar or boat-hook. And now the conclusion of the sailor who swam to sh.o.r.e was confirmed by other testimony. These fellows swore they had seen the lost women struggling in the water.
Another declared he saw them sink while he was making a desperate effort, against wave and gale, to reach them in his boat.
Notwithstanding the a.s.sertions of the watermen, Deville did not relinquish faith in his own eyes. He suspected foul play. So did Winslow, who began to discover the spurious quality of the pretended salvage corps. The vigilant exertions of these hookers-in of flotsam could be accounted for only on the supposition that here, at the outlet of Cypress Bayou, Captain Winslow had fallen into the hands of a gang such as he had described to his pa.s.sengers.
Palafox and his confederate made haste to return from their thieves'
den to the scene of the wreck. Deville's pleading inquiry concerning the missing girls drew from the abductors feigned expressions of surprise and regret. Turning to Winslow, Palafox said:
"I'm 'stonished, captain, that you risked takin' women on board a freight boat."
"Yes," added Sheldrake. "You'll blame y'rself 's long 's you live.
Them bodies will come up as floaters, down about Baton Rouge."
Doctor Deville groaned.
"No, no! Say not that. My dear daughter shall not be lost! Ah! Mon dieu!"
"Daughter? Was one of 'em your daughter, grand-daddy?" exclaimed Sheldrake. "Think of that, Burke! His daughter drownded!"
"_Je suis fache de votre malheur, pere_," said Palafox, in a tone of affected commiseration. Then turning to Sheldrake with a grin, "Better not devil the old man any more, Shel; he's gone crazy. h.e.l.lo, there comes another boat!"
The craft sighted was a transport, flying the Stripes and Stars, and bearing a detachment of soldiers from St. Louis to Natchez. On being vociferously hailed by Winslow and his men, the batteau headed for the sh.o.r.e. During the slow and laborious process of landing, the wreckers, observing uniformed soldiers, with guns, furtively slipped away, one by one, disappearing in the bush; all excepting Palafox, who, with brazen audacity, still held his ground, acting his part as succorer of the unfortunate.
"I mean to join the army myself," said he to Winslow, as a lieutenant and several men came ash.o.r.e. "I'd enlist now if it wasn't for my family at home--two sick babies."
A yell of delight from Dr. Deville startled all on sh.o.r.e and on the boat. His vigilant eye, ever enfilading the tangled copse to the eastward, had caught through an opening in the bushes the flutter of a blue gown, which he recognized as the kirtle of his idolized Lucrece.
She presently emerged from the thicket, accompanied by Arlington and Evaleen. Palafox was much disconcerted. He forgot his role of public benefactor, and was casting about to slip away as his fellows had done, when Arlington, rushing forward, pistol in hand, savagely confronted him.
"Stop!" thundered the Virginian, covering the desperado with his pistol, and glaring upon him with determined eye. Palafox, unable to escape, nonchalantly bit a chew of tobacco and nodded insolently.
"Take this man prisoner!" demanded the Virginian, keeping his eye and his pistol on the boatman.
"You've no warrant to take me," sneered Palafox.
"No warrant is required. Seize him, soldiers--he is a robber, an outlaw!"
To the accusation of Arlington, Miss Hale added her entreaties in terms so urgent that Palafox was arrested with little ceremony.
While the soldiers were hustling the kidnapper aboard the boat, the officer in command, Captain Warren Danvers, hastened to the sh.o.r.e, having recognized the voice of Evaleen. Neither Lucrece, who loved Danvers, nor Chester, who loved Evaleen, could hear what pa.s.sed, in rapid speech, between the affectionate couple. The story of the voyage, the wreck, the abduction, Evaleen imparted in a breath. She told as briefly the circ.u.mstances of the rescue.
"Oh, Warren, is it really you? A divine Providence guards us. Such a coincidence is not blind chance. Who could guess when we parted that we should come together under these circ.u.mstances. The hand of Heaven saved us."
"My dear girl, will you give no credit to human saviors? It appears you owe special grat.i.tude to a mortal. I can't claim any merit for saving you, but I am extremely happy that we are once more together.
Who is your travelling companion? We must look after her."
"Are you tired of me already," she playfully chided, "and curious to make a new friend? They are French people from Gallipolis."
"French? Is she French?" asked Danvers, gazing toward Lucrece.
"French? Is she French?" tenderly mocked Evaleen. "I told you they were French. Now I _am_ jealous. Do you know any French girl in Gallipolis?"
"Nonsense, Evaleen! I am not a woman's man. Pardon, I don't mean that I don't like _you_, of course--"
"Like--don't you love me? I love you with all my heart, you dear fellow! But I love Lucrece also, and maybe I'll let you love her just a little."
Danvers seemed embarra.s.sed. Evaleen went on:
"We are forgetting our friends. Come, you must thank the man who saved us."
The pair hurried to where Arlington stood.
"Mr. Arlington, this is Captain Danvers."
"I have met Captain Danvers."
"How, what? Have you, Warren, formed the acquaintance of--?"
"I have seen Mr. Arlington once before."
"Where?"
"In Marietta."
"When?"
"A good while ago. On the day I left for St. Louis."
"You never told me." Danvers looked hard at Arlington, who felt called upon to explain.
"Madam, I challenged Captain Danvers to fight."
Evaleen's blue eyes opened wide.
"Challenged Warren!"
"Yes."
"And you accepted the challenge?"
"Yes."
"Why, brother!"