Bob Strong's Holidays Part 37

"Then we may consider the expedition arranged," said Mrs Strong, who, being anxious to see the city of the great Saint Bevis, had no objection to the trip up Southampton Water; for, having been already across the Solent, and even voyaged round the Isle of Wight, so to speak, without feeling sea-sick or qualmish, she was confident of being a 'born sailor,' as the saying goes, and thus only too pleased to have an opportunity of testing her new experiences further. "If you say it is safe, Captain Dresser, neither Polly nor any of us need be alarmed, I am sure."

The next morning, as the steamer was advertised to start punctually at the hour fixed, Bob was warned of his not having much time to spare when setting out for his bathe before breakfast with the good dog Rover.

"Oh, I'll be back in plenty of time," was his boastful reply. "I'll take some bread-and-b.u.t.ter with me for breakfast, and get a cup of milk from the apple-woman on the beach; and shall be at the pier waiting for you before you leave the house."

"Take care, my boy; we're rather late this morning, and you are running it pretty close," said his father, looking at his watch, as the young gentleman was scampering through the hall. "You won't have half-an-hour altogether to spare."

But, Bob was obstinate, and away he went across the common, with Rover at his heels.

"I know he will be late," sighed Mrs Strong, looking after him. "I know he will be late."

"Well, if he is, he will be left behind, that's all I can say," said his father, with decision. "I'm afraid Master Bob has too much of his own way; and, it is just as well he should be taught a lesson sometimes."

Thus giving his fiat, Mr Strong, apparently dismissing Bob for the present from his mind, hurried the preparations of the others, so that they, at least, should be in good time; and, some twenty minutes after the truant had left, he and Mrs Strong and his sister, with Nellie, started for the pier, arriving there just as the Captain came up in a great hurry, stepping along as briskly as he and his malacca cane could get over the ground.

"Where's Bob?" he at once asked, missing the absentee. "Where's Bob?"

"He's gone to bathe," replied poor Nell, very disconsolately. "He said he'd get here as soon as we did, but he hasn't come yet, and I'm afraid he'll be too late."

"That he will," said the Captain, looking equally distressed. "I hear the steamer's bell ringing--in fact, I heard it before, and that made me quicken my movements. The stupid fellow!--Why did you let him go?"

"Wilful would have his way," answered Mr Strong, shrugging his shoulders. "It is his own fault, and he must suffer the consequences.

Come on, you people; I don't see why we should sacrifice our trip, at any rate."

Mrs Gilmour and his wife tried in vain to combat the barrister's resolution, suggesting that the excursion might be postponed; but he would not consent to this for a moment.

"No," he said determinedly, "this is the only day we could go; for, when the boat next leaves for Southampton, we'll most probably be back in town."

So saying, he pushed them all through the turnstile before him, and taking their tickets, including one for Bob, in case he still contrived to turn up in time, led the way to the steamer, which was blowing off her steam alongside the pier, as if in the greatest haste to start.

They were none too soon; for, hardly had they got on board, ere the engine-gong sounded and the steamer's paddles began to move, the vessel gliding out into the stream as her hawsers were cast-off.

All looked out eagerly, Nellie especially, almost in tears, hoping to the last that Bob would come scurrying up; but, much to the general disappointment, no Bob came, nor did they even have the poor satisfaction of seeing him appear in the distance after the steamer had left the pier.

"Poor Bob!" bewailed Nell, for whom all the fun of the expedition had departed with his absence. "I knew he would be too late."

"Never mind, missy," said the Captain to cheer her up, although he, too, felt sorry at the party being thus lessened in numbers; "you'll see him when we return this evening, and will then be able to tell him of all the fine sights he lost by not going with us."

But Nell would not be consoled; for, in addition to Bob's not being with them, Rover was likewise an absentee, while the Captain had left d.i.c.k behind to give the cutter a good clean out, as well as perform other duties. He thought that, perhaps, Mrs Strong might not like the boy being brought with them and treated on an equality with her own children; being taken, apparently, everywhere they went, as he had been before. It need hardly be said, though, that such an idea never occurred to Bob's mother, who knew well how d.i.c.k had risked his life to save her son's; the thought, really, was entirely due to the old sailor's ultra conscientiousness!

Under these circ.u.mstances, therefore, Nellie did not by any means enjoy the trip; nor did the elders of the party, either, seem happy, all appearing to be equally well-pleased after they had seen Southampton, where there was not very much to see after all, and the boat started back for home.

Soon after the steamer pa.s.sed Calshott Castle and got into the waters of the Solent, late in the afternoon, the comfort of those on board was not increased by their getting into a thick white woolly sea-fog, which had crept over the Isle of Wight from the Channel.

On their reaching the pier at Southsea again, they found the fog had got there before them; and, crossing the common, they could hardly see each other at a couple of yards distance.

Neither the barrister nor Mrs Strong liked the appearance of things, thinking that this mist of the sea resembled one of their own "London particulars," and betokened a spell of bad weather.

The Captain, however, made light of it.

"Pooh, pooh!" cried he, "it's only brought up by the south-easterly wind and will be cleared off by the morning, when you'll probably have a hotter day than ever."

This allayed Mrs Strong's forebodings in reference to the weather, and she began to wonder what had become of Bob during their absence.

"He must have found the day very long, poor boy!" she said. "I wonder what he has been doing?"

"Oh, I've no doubt he's been amusing himself," replied the Captain cheerfully. "I don't think Bob would remain dull very long if even left alone."

The same thoughts were pa.s.sing through the minds both of Nellie and her aunt, although they said nothing; and all were looking forward to their conjectures being solved as to how Bob had pa.s.sed the time when they should arrive at "the Moorings."

However, on coming to the house, who should greet them but Rover, who got up languidly from the doorstep, his coat all dripping with wet.

"Poor doggie!" exclaimed Nell, patting him. "Why, you're all damp with the fog! Your master shouldn't have been so cruel as to leave you outside. Where's Bob?"

Usually on being asked this question, Rover's invariable answer would be a short, sharp, joyous bark; but now, in place of this, the retriever put up his head and uttered a plaintive whine that was almost a howl.

It struck dismay into all their hearts; and on Sarah's opening the door at the same moment, Nell's question to the dog was now put to her.

"Where's Master Bob?"

The girl started back in astonishment.

"Law, mum!" said she, addressing her mistress, Mrs Gilmour. "Ain't he with you, mum?"

"No," she replied, much frightened at Sarah's answer, or rather counter- question; while Mrs Strong grew as pale as death and Nellie clung to her convulsively, Rover's demeanour having roused their worst fears.

"You don't mean to say you haven't seen him?"

"No, mum, I thought he was with you," repeated the housemaid, beginning to cry as if accused of some fault. "I've never set eyes on Master Bob since he went out to bathe before you did, mum, this morning!"

"I wonder where the young rascal is?" sang out the Captain in a jovial sort of way, to allay the alarm of the others and hide his own uneasiness. "You'd better get inside out of the damp all of you while I go off to the coastguard-station. I wouldn't mind betting a bra.s.s farthing I'll find Master Bob there hobn.o.bbing with h.e.l.lyer and d.i.c.k.

He's very fond of going there to listen to my old c.o.xswain's yarns when he has got a chance."

"I'll come with you," said Mr Strong, not liking to let him go alone, besides also beginning to feel anxious, adding to his wife-- "Go in, Edith! you need not be uneasy. We'll soon bring back our young truant!"

So saying, he and the Captain, followed by Rover with drooping tail, started for the coastguard-station on the beach.

However, on getting there, their fears, instead of being dispelled, were, on the contrary, alarmingly heightened!

h.e.l.lyer told them that he had not come on duty until a late hour in the day; and had then not seen anything of either Bob or d.i.c.k.

"The man as I relieved," continued the coastguardsman, "told me as how he seed two boys in the Cap'en's boat about midday; and, all at once, arter his dinner, for which he goes into the cabin, you know, he misses the boat and the boys too. But, he doesn't think anythink o' this, he says, believin' they has took her into the harbour."

"Confound him!" cried the Captain excitedly. "Who was the man? He ought to have known something was wrong when he saw the two lads alone in her like that."

"He would be a stranger to you, sir," said h.e.l.lyer. "He wer' a man from the Hayling beat as just come on fresh to jine this station here to-day, sir. He's a man, sir, of the name of Jones, and rayther soft, like!"

"How unfortunate!" muttered the Captain, while Mr Strong groaned and upbraided himself for his seeming harshness to Bob in the morning. "How very unlucky!"

"Of course," went on the coastguardsman earnestly, in deep sympathy with both--"the moment the man tells me of this, I knows what happens, seeing that blessed sea-fog a creeping up and the wind falling; and so I goes off to the commander and tells him what I thinks--as how Master Bob and that young d.i.c.k o' yourn, Cap'en, were most likely all adrift and couldn't fetch in to the land. I--"