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"I decline to answer, Jimmy. Don't let's get into too deep water. Go

on and get your bundles ready."

"You're a fine pirate, ain't you, Black Bart!" he broke out. "Do you

hold yerself fit to head a band o' bold an' desprit men, when you let

yerself be bluffed by yon varlet, an' him a thousand miles away? You

try me, just you gimme a desert island, or even a pirut ship, a

week, like the chance you got, an' beshrew me, but any heartless jade

would be mine!"

"Oh, maybe not, Jimmy."

"--Or else she'd walk the plank."

"There isn't any plank to walk here, Jimmy," said I, pointing to our

boat, which lay in the shoals far out. "I rather wish there were."

"You'll have to carry my Auntie Helen out on yore strong right arm,

Black Bart."

"I'll do nothing of the sort, Jimmy."

"Don't you like her no more? An' if you don't, what're we here for?"

I could foresee embarrassments in further conversation with Jimmy in

his present truculent mood, so sought out others less mutinous, and

gave orders for the striking of the camp and the embarkment of all in

the small boats. I left Peterson and Willy to take the ladies and most

of the duffel in the large boat, assigned John the dingey for his cook

boat, and decided to pole the light draft duck boat over the shallows

direct to the yacht, taking my two associates with me. It was

necessary, of course, to carry our fair passengers out to the long

boat, which was some distance out on the flat beach. Peterson and I

made a cradle for Mrs. Daniver, with our locked hands, and so got her

substantial weight aboard. Helena mutely waited, but seeing her so,

and unwilling myself to be so near to her any more, I motioned her to

step into the flat duck boat, dry shod, and so poled her out to the

long boat; but I did so in silence, nor did she look up or speak to

me.

Our new pilot sat in his own boat, and was towed back, after rendering

some assistance with the cargoes; so now, at last, I was ready to

leave a spot which, in any other circumstances, would have offered

much charm for a man fond of the out-of-doors. As for my young

friends, they were almost in tears as they sat, looking back longingly

at the great flights of all manner of wild fowl continuously streaming

in and out of the lagoon. At any other time, I would have been

unwilling as any to depart, but, now, the whole taste and flavor of

life had left me, and no interest remained in any of my old

occupations or enjoyments. All that remained was the action necessary

to deliver Helena and her aunt back to the usual scenes of their

lives, to make their losses as light as possible, to take my own

losses, and so close the books of my life.