CHAPTER XIX
OFF IN THE BOAT
Determined to foil the scheme of the unprincipled man, Tom stole softlyforward, himself unobserved. He thought over several plans in his mind,and decided that he must catch Mr. Skeel red-handed.
"I'll wait until he actually begins to move the boat," murmured ourhero, "and then I'll call a halt. Besides I want to be sure that thisis actually his game. If I jump out too soon he may say that he wasonly tightening the ropes, or that the lifeboat started to slip, andthat he stopped it. He's foxy, and I must be the same."
So Tom watched, and the more he saw of the former professor's actionsthe more he became convinced that treachery was intended.
"He tried to rob me, and get the money in my belt," thought Tom, "andhe was intending to escape then. That's why he wanted the funds. Nowhe's going without them--that is if I let him--which I won't."
The man was working swiftly and silently, pausing now and then tolook over toward the shelter where he supposed all his companions wereasleep. He had deserted the helm to carry out his treacherous design.Not that leaving the rude steering apparatus meant much, for there wasvery little wind just then, and the derelict was merely drifting.
Tom had crouched down so that he could not be seen, the lifeboat onthe sloping deck of the wreck being between him and the professor. Thelatter was working away at the ropes. One after another he cast off.There was a slight movement to the lifeboat. It seemed about to slipinto the sea.
"It's time to act!" thought Tom.
He straightened up, took a step forward and fairly confronted the man,standing up to face him across the lifeboat.
"That'll do, Mr. Skeel," said Tom quietly. "I wouldn't take that boatif I were you."
There was a gasp of surprise from the man--the same sort of a gasp aswhen Tom had shown him his forged note at Elmwood Hall.
"Wha--what's that?" stammered Mr. Skeel.
"I said, leave the boat alone!" said Tom sharply.
"I--I was just fixing it!" went on the man.
"Yes, fixing it to get away in it," answered our hero bitterly. "I sawyou."
"It was--was slipping, and I--I----" spoke Mr. Skeel hesitatingly.
"That's enough!" cried Tom sternly. "I saw you loosen several of theholding ropes. You wouldn't have done that if you wanted to make theboat more secure. I believe you intended to desert us. And I believeyou tried to take my money belt away from me the other night."
"Don't you dare say such things to me!" stormed the former Latininstructor, as though Tom were in his classroom. But the flash of theold-time spirit was only momentary.
"I dare say them because they're true," said Tom quietly. "Get awayfrom that boat! Don't you dare touch another rope."
"Oh, I--I don't know what I'm doing!" exclaimed the unhappy man. "I--Ibelieve I'm going out of my mind. Don't--don't tell on me, Tom."
"I must," spoke the lad gently, and with a feeling of pity rather thananger. "Our lives depend on that boat, and if you are not to be trustedAbe and Joe must know it. I shall have to tell them. They can't dependon you any more, and they must arrange the watch differently."
"Oh, Tom, don't tell!" Mr. Skeel was fairly whining now, and hisunderlying cowardice showed.
"Abe! Joe!" called Tom sharply.
"Aye, aye! What is it?" asked Abe, appearing at the doorway of theshelter.
"Have you sighted land--a sail?" asked Joe.
Then both sailors saw the dangling ropes that held the boat fromslipping--they saw Tom standing in a menacing attitude, and Mr. Skeelshrinking away.
"The boat--it's almost overboard!" cried Joe.
"Did some accident happen, Tom?" asked Abe.
"No--not an accident. I'm sorry to have to say it, but he--thisman--was about to cut it loose, and, I think, sail off in it," repliedour hero.
For a moment there was silence, and then Abe exclaimed with a deepbreath:
"The scoundrel!"
"By Davy Jones!" cried Joe. "We ought to throw him overboard! Getforward!" he cried, holding back his anger as best he could. "You'llberth forward after this, and we'll not trust you any more. Getforward!"
Without a word Mr. Skeel obeyed, and then Joe and Abe, with the help ofTom, made the boat secure again. Little Jackie had not awakened.
"Here's a piece of sail cloth, it's more than you deserve," growledJoe, as he tossed it to Mr. Skeel. "You won't freeze, and you can sleepon that for the rest of the night. In the morning we'll have a talkbefore we sail in the boat. We'll decide then what's best to be done."
"Oh, don't leave me behind! Don't sail without me and leave me on thisderelict!" begged Mr. Skeel.
"It would serve you right if we did," declared Joe.
"And I don't much fancy voyaging in a small boat with a man like him,"came from Abe.
"But we can hardly leave him behind," said Tom in a low voice.
"No, I s'pose not," agreed Abe. "Well, we'll decide in the morning.Now, Joe, you and I'll divide the rest of the night into two watches."
"Let me take my share!" begged Tom. "I'm not a bit sleepy. In fact Idon't believe I can go to sleep again."
"Well, lie down and rest then," proposed Joe. "Abe and I will standwatch and watch. It will soon be daylight. Besides, we can't take anychances with a desperate man like him. We've got to be on our guard."
"That's what," assented Abe. "You go lie down, Tom."
Which our hero did, and, in spite of the tumult of thoughts thatcrowded in his brain he managed to fall asleep beside Jackie.
The morning broke fair, and with a gentle wind.
"Hurray!" cried Joe, as he stretched himself. "Just the day for alaunching. And the breeze is in the right direction too, if I'm anyjudge. We'll fetch some island now. I'm sure of it, though why wehaven't done so before is a mystery to me."
"That's so--and we haven't even sighted a ship," added Abe. "I neverheard tell of such a thing--drifting about in this part of the ocean aslong as we have, and never a sight of the thousand and one islands thatare scattered around here. It's fair strange. But we'll soon be allright."
Mr. Skeel sat dejected and alone, some distance from the others, andthey did not speak to him. Their hearts were too bitter against him.The scanty breakfast was served, Jackie alone getting a full ration,though naturally he did not eat much. There was plenty of water,however, but of food they must be sparing, for there was no telling howlong their voyage might yet last.
"Well, what's to be done about him?" asked Abe, when they had collectedtheir scanty belongings in the lifeboat, and were about ready for thelaunching.
"That's a problem," declared Joe.
"We can't leave him here, that's certain," decided Tom. "We have got totake him with us."
"But he's got to be told some plain facts," insisted Abe. "He's got tobe made to understand that another treacherous move and overboard hegoes!"
"Well, something like that," admitted Tom. "But I guess he's had hislesson."
"Then you tell him," suggested Abe. "You made him knuckle under once,and you can do it again." For Tom had told the story of the revolt heled at Elmwood Hall.
Tom walked forward to where the renegade professor sat by himself.
"Mr. Skeel," said our hero, "we are going to leave the derelict in afew minutes, and try our luck in the small boat. But----"
"Oh, Tom Fairfield, don't say that you're going to leave me here todie!" cried the man. "Don't say that! I'll promise anything you like.I'll row the boat, or do anything, only don't leave me here alone."
"We don't intend to," spoke Tom. "We'll take you with us, but only oncondition that you try no more treacherous tricks. Will you promise?"
"Yes, yes! Oh, I don't know what made me do that! I don't reallybelieve I knew what I was doing. I'll promise anything you ask. I'll doanything you say, only take me with you, please!"
He seemed sufficiently sincere, and contrite, and both Abe and Joeagreed that the only thing to do would be to take him with them.
"But we'll keep
an eye on him, just the same," declared Joe grimly,"and he can't share in any of the watches."
Their preparations were all made. Little Jackie was all excitement andchildish anticipation over the change to the smaller boat. In fact oflate he had even ceased to ask for his father, so interested was he intheir strange life on the ocean.
"All aboard!" called Abe, who acted as master of ceremonies. "Allaboard, and I'll cut loose!"
They climbed in, taking the places assigned to them, for there wasnot much room to move about. The sail was ready to hoist, Joe and Abehaving made a seamanlike job of this. The food and water had beenstowed away, and the tools they had succeeded in getting from thecarpenter's quarters were put in place. A large tin was provided incase there should be necessity of bailing against leaks.
"All aboard!" called Abe again.
He was the last one in, and arranged to cut a single rope that held theboat fast, thus allowing it to slip into the sea from the sloping deckof the derelict.
There was a moment's pause. They all took a last look at the wreckwhich had been their home for so many days.
"Give the word, Joe," said Abe in a low voice. "Watch the waves, andgive the word to cut when the sea's calm."
"Aye, aye," answered his mate quietly.
Fortunately there was not much of a swell on, but certain waves werelarger than others, and Joe watched for a favorable one on which tolaunch the craft.
"Cut loose!" he called suddenly.
With a hatchet Abe severed the line. The lifeboat held for an instant,poised on the sloping deck, and then quickly slid down into the water,taking the sea with a little splash.
"Hurray!" yelled Tom. "Now we're off!"
"Afloat again, and with something like a proper craft under our feet!"added Joe. "Hoist the sail, Abe, and let's see how she behaves!"
The sail was run up. It filled with wind and the boat swung around,falling off before a gentle breeze. In a moment they were some distanceaway from the derelict.
"Good-bye, old hulk!" cried Tom. "You served us a good turn."
"And I wish we could blow it up, or sink it, so as to take it out ofthe way of other ships," spoke Abe, "but we can't. However, we'll giveinformation about it."
On forged the sailboat, putting more and more distance between herselfand the wreck.
"And now, once more, I'm off to rescue dad and mother," murmured Tom."I wonder if I'll ever find them?" and a mist of tears came into hiseyes.