<h2><SPAN name="Chapter_XLII"></SPAN>Chapter XLII</h2>
<h3>In which is shown the imprudence of sleeping in the open air, even in a summer's night.</h3>
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<p>The <i>Yungfrau</i> was not permitted to remain more than two
days at her anchorage. On the third morning Mr Vanslyperken's
signal was made to prepare to weigh. He immediately answered it,
and giving his orders to Short, hastened, as fast as he could, up
to the syndic's house to inform Ramsay, stating, that he must
immediately return on board again, and that the letters must be
sent to him: Ramsay perceived the necessity of this, and consented.
On his return to the boat, Mr Vanslyperken found that his signal to
repair on board the frigate had been hoisted, and he hastened on
board to put on his uniform and obey this order. He received his
despatches from the captain of the frigate, with orders to proceed
to sea immediately. Mr Vanslyperken, under the eye of his superior
officer, could not dally or delay: he hove short, hoisted his
mainsail, and fired a gun as a signal for sailing; anxiously
looking out for Ramsay's boat with his letters, and afraid to go
without them; but no boat made its appearance, and Mr Vanslyperken
was forced to heave up his anchor. Still he did not like to make
sail, and he remained a few minutes more, when he at last perceived
a small boat coming off. At the same time he observed a boat coming
from the frigate, and they arrived alongside the cutter about the
same time, fortunately Ramsay's boat the first, and Mr Vanslyperken
had time to carry the letters down below.</p>
<p>"The commandant wishes to know why you do not proceed to sea,
sir, in obedience to your orders," said the officer.</p>
<p>"I only waited for that boat to come on board, sir," replied
Vanslyperken to the lieutenant.</p>
<p>"And pray, sir, from whom does that boat come?" inquired the
officer.</p>
<p>"From the syndic's, Mynheer Van Krause," replied Vanslyperken,
not knowing what else to say, and thinking that the name of the
syndic would be sufficient.</p>
<p>"And what did the boat bring off, to occasion the delay,
sir?"</p>
<p>"A letter or two for England," replied Vanslyperken.</p>
<p>"Very well, sir, I wish you a good morning," said the
lieutenant, who then went into his boat, and Vanslyperken made
sail.</p>
<p>The delay of the cutter to receive the syndic's letters was
fully reported the same evening to the commandant, who, knowing
that the syndic was suspected, reported the same to the
authorities, and this trifling circumstance only increased the
suspicions against the unfortunate Mynheer Van Krause; but we must
follow the cutter and those on board of her. Smallbones had
remained concealed on board, his wounds had been nearly healed, and
it was now again proposed that he should, as soon as they were out
at sea, make his appearance to frighten Vanslyperken; and that,
immediately they arrived at Portsmouth, he should go on shore and
desert from the cutter, as Mr Vanslyperken would, of course, find
out that his mother was killed, and the consequences to Smallbones
must be dangerous, as he had no evidence, if Vanslyperken swore
that he had murdered his mother; but this arrangement was
overthrown by events which we shall now narrate. It was on the
third morning after they sailed, that Vanslyperken walked the deck:
there was no one but the man at the helm abaft. The weather was
extremely sultry, for the cutter had run with a fair wind for the
first eight-and-forty hours, and had then been becalmed for the
last twenty-four, and had drifted to the back of the Isle of Wight,
when she was not three leagues from St Helen's. The consequence
was, that the ebb-tide had now drifted her down very nearly
opposite to that part of the island where the cave was situated of
which we have made mention. Vanslyperken heard the people talking
below, and, as usual, anxious to overhear what was said, had
stopped to listen. He heard the name of Smallbones repeated several
times, but could not make out what was said.</p>
<p>Anxious to know, he went down the ladder, and, instead of going
into his cabin, crept softly forward on the lower deck, when he
overheard Coble, Short, and Spurey in consultation.</p>
<p>"We shall be in to-morrow," said Spurey, "if a breeze springs
up, and then it will be too late: Smallbones must frighten him
again to-night."</p>
<p>"Yes," replied Short.</p>
<p>"He shall go into his cabin at twelve o'clock, that will be the
best way."</p>
<p>"But the corporal."</p>
<p>"Hush!--there is someone there," said Spurey, who, attracted by
a slight noise made by Vanslyperken's boots, turned short
round.</p>
<p>Vanslyperken retreated and gained the deck by the ladder; he had
hardly been up when he observed a face at the hatchway, who was
evidently looking to ascertain if he was on deck.</p>
<p>These few words overheard, satisfied Vanslyperken that
Smallbones was alive and on board the cutter; and he perceived how
he had been played with. His rage was excessive, but he did not
know how to act. If Smallbones was alive, and that he appeared to
be, he must have escaped from his mother, and, of course, the
ship's company must know that his life had been attempted. That he
did not care much about; he had not done the deed; but how the lad
could have come on board! did he not see him lying dead? It was
very strange, and the life of the boy must be charmed. At all
events, it was a mystery which Mr Vanslyperken could not solve; at
first, he thought that he would allow Smallbones to come into the
cabin, and get a loaded pistol ready for him. The words, "But the
corporal," which were cut short, proved to him that the corporal
was no party to the affair; yet it was strange that the ship's
company could have concealed the lad without the corporal's
knowledge. Vanslyperken walked and walked, and thought and thought;
at last he resolved to go down into his cabin, pretend to go to
bed, lock his door, which was not his custom, and see if they would
attempt to come in. He did so, the corporal was dismissed, and at
twelve o'clock his door was tried and tried again; but being fast,
the party retreated. Vanslyperken waited till two bells to
ascertain if any more attempts would be made; but none were, so he
rose from his bed, where he had thrown himself with his clothes on,
and, opening the door softly, crept upon deck. The night was very
warm, but there was a light and increasing breeze, and the cutter
was standing in and close to the shore to make a long board upon
next tack. Vanslyperken passed the man at the helm, and walked aft
to the taffrail; he stood up on the choak to ascertain what way she
was making through the water, and he was meditating upon the best
method of proceeding. Had he known where Smallbones' hammock was
hung, he would have gone down with the view of ascertaining the
fact; but with a crew so evidently opposed to him, he could not see
how even the ascertaining that Smallbones was on board, would be
productive of any good consequences. The more Vanslyperken thought,
the more he was puzzled. The fact is, that he was between the horns
of a dilemma; but the devil, who always helps his favourites, came
to the aid of Mr Vanslyperken. The small boat was, as usual,
hoisted up astern, and Mr Vanslyperken's eyes were accidentally
cast upon it. He perceived a black mass lying on the thwarts, and
he examined it more closely: he heard snoring; it was one of the
ship's company sleeping there against orders. He leant over the
taffrail, and putting aside the great-coat which covered the party,
he looked attentively on the face--there was no doubt it was
Smallbones himself. From a knowledge of the premises, Vanslyperken
knew at once that the lad was in his power.</p>
<p>The boat, after being hauled up with tackles, was hung by a
single rope at each davit. It was very broad in proportion to its
length, and was secured from motion by a single gripe, which
confined it in its place, bowsing it close to the stern of the
cutter, and preventing it from turning over bottom up, which, upon
the least weight upon one gunnel or the other, would be inevitably
the case. Smallbones was lying close to the gunnel next to the
stern of the cutter. By letting go the gripe, therefore, the boat
would immediately turn bottom up, and Smallbones would be dropped
into the sea. Vanslyperken carefully examined the fastenings of the
gripe, found that they were to be cast off by one movement, and
that his success was certain; but still he was cautious. The man at
the helm must hear the boat go over; he might hear Smallbones' cry
for assistance. So Vanslyperken went forward to the man at the
helm, and desired him to go down and to order Corporal Van Spitter
to mix a glass of brandy-and-water, and send it up by him, and that
he would steer the vessel till he came up again. The man went down
to execute the order, and Vanslyperken steered the cutter for half
a minute, during which he looked forward to ascertain if any one
was moving. All was safe, the watch was all asleep forward, and
Vanslyperken, leaving the cutter to steer itself, hastened aft,
cast off the gripe, the boat, as he calculated, immediately turning
over, and the sleeping Smallbones fell into the sea. Vanslyperken
hastened back to the helm, and put the cutter's head right. He
heard the cry of Smallbones, but it was not loud, for the cutter
had already left him astern, and it was fainter and fainter, and at
last it was heard no more, and not one of the watch had been
disturbed.</p>
<p>"If ever you haunt me again," muttered Vanslyperken, "may I be
hanged."</p>
<p>We particularly call the reader's attention to these words of Mr
Vanslyperken.</p>
<p>The man returned with the brandy-and-water, with which
Vanslyperken drank <i>bon voyage</i> to poor Smallbones. He then
ordered the cutter to be put about, and as soon as she was round,
he went down into his cabin and turned in with greater satisfaction
than he had for a long time.</p>
<p>"We shall have got rid of him at last, my poor dog," said he,
patting Snarleyyow's head. "Your enemy is gone for ever."</p>
<p>And Mr Vanslyperken slept soundly, because, although he had
committed a murder, there was no chance of his being found out. We
soon get accustomed to crime: before, he started at the idea of
murder; now, all that he cared for was detection.</p>
<p>"Good-night to you, Mr Vanslyperken."</p>
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