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СКАЧАТЬ them on the ambuscade, began hastily to run towards the boat, which was left in charge of two of their number. Their course, however, was unexpectedly interrupted, and their criminal purpose entirely frustrated.

      When Mordaunt Mertoun had turned out his guard in arms, it was with the natural purpose of watching over the safety of the two sisters. They had accordingly closely observed the motions of the pirates, and when they saw so many of them leave the boat and steal towards the place of rendezvous assigned to Cleveland, they naturally suspected treachery, and by cover of an old hollow way or trench, which perhaps had anciently been connected with the monumental circle, they had thrown themselves unperceived between the pirates and their boat. At the cries of the sisters, they started up and placed themselves in the way of the ruffians, presenting their pieces, which, notwithstanding, they dared not fire, for fear of hurting the young ladies, secured as they were in the rude grasp of the marauders. Mordaunt, however, advanced with the speed of a wild deer on Bunce, who, loath to quit his prey, yet unable to defend himself otherwise, turned to this side and that alternately, exposing Brenda to the blows which Mordaunt offered at him. This defence, however, proved in vain against a youth, possessed of the lightest foot and most active hand ever known in’Zetland, and after a feint or two, Mordaunt brought the pirate to the ground with a stroke from the butt of the carbine, which he dared not use otherwise. At the same time firearms were discharged on either side by those who were liable to no such cause of forbearance, and the pirates who had hold of Cleveland, dropped him, naturally enough, to provide for their own defence or retreat. But they only added to the numbers of their enemies; for Cleveland, perceiving Minna in the arms of Derrick, snatched her from the ruffian with one hand, and with the other shot him dead on the spot. Two or three more of the pirates fell or were taken, the rest fled to their boat, pushed off, then turned their broadside to the shore, and fired repeatedly on the Orcadian party, which they returned, with little injury on either side. Meanwhile Mordaunt, having first seen that the sisters were at liberty and in full flight towards the house, advanced on Cleveland with his cutlass drawn. The pirate presented a pistol, and calling out at the same time, — ” Mordaunt, I never missed my aim,” he fired into the air, and threw it into the lake; then drew his cutlass, brandished it round his head, and flung that also as far as his arm could send it, in the same direction. Yet such was the universal belief of his personal strength and resources, that Mordaunt still used precaution, as, advancing on Cleveland, he asked if he surrendered.

      “I surrender to no man,” said the Pirate-captain; 4’but you may see I have thrown away my weapons.”

      He was immediately seized by some of the Orcadians without his offering any resistance: but the instant interference of Mordaunt prevented his being roughly treated, or bound. The victors conducted him to a well-secured upper apartment in the House of Stennis, and placed a sentinel fat the door. Bunce and Fletcher, both of whom had been stretched on the field during the skirmish, were lodged in the same chamber; and two prisoners, who appeared of lower rank, were confined in a vault belonging to the mansion.

      Without pretending to describe the joy of Magnus Troil, who, when awakened by the noise and firing, found his daughters safe, and his enemy a prisoner, we shall only say, it was so great, that he forgot, for the time at least, to inquire what circumstances were those which had placed them in danger; that he hugged Mordaunt to his breast a thousand times, as their preserver; and swore as often by the bones of his sainted namesake, that if he had a thousand daughters, so tight a lad, and so true a friend, should have the choice of them, let Lady Glowrowrum say what she would.

      A very different scene was passing in the prison-chamber of the unfortunate Cleveland and his associates. The Captain sat by the window, his eyes bent on the prospect of the sea which it presented, and was seemingly so intent on it, as to be insensible of the presence of the others. Jack Bunce stood meditating some ends of verse, in order to make his advances towards a reconciliation with Cleveland; for he began to be sensible, from the consequences, that the part he had played towards his Captain, however well intended, was neither lucky in its issue, nor likely to be well taken. His admirer and adherent Fletcher lay half asleep, as it seemed, on a truckle-bed in the room, without the least attempt to interfere in the conversation which ensued.

      “Nay, but speak to me, Clement,” said the penitent Lieutenant, “ if it be but to swear at me for my stupidity!

      ‘What! not an oath? — Nay, then the world goes hard, If Clifford cannot spare his friends an oath.’“

      “I prithee peace, and be gone! “ said Cleveland; “ I have one bosom friend left yet, and you will make me bestow its contents on you, or on myself.”

      “I have it! “ said Bunce, “ I have it! “ and on he went in the vein of Jaffier —

      “Then, by the hell I merit, I’ll not leave thee,

       Till to thyself at least thou’rt reconciled,

       However thy resentment deal with me!”

      “I pray you once more to be silent,” said Cleveland — ”Is it not enough that you have undone me with your treachery, but you must stun me with your silly buffoonery? — I would not have believed you would have lifted a finger against me, Jack, of any man or devil in yonder unhappy ship.”

      “Who, I? “ exclaimed Bunce, “ I lift a finger against you! — and if I did, it was in pure love, and to make you the happiest fellow that ever trode a deck, with your mistress beside you, and fifty fine fellows at your command. Here is Dick Fletcher can bear witness I did all for the best, if he would but speak, instead of lolloping there like a Dutch dogger laid up to be careened. — Get up, Dick, and speak for me, won’t you?”

      “Why, yes, Jack Bunce,” answered Fletcher, raising him self with difficulty, and speaking feebly, “I will if I can — and I always knew you spoke and did for the best — but howsomdever, d’ye see, it has turned out for the worst for me this time, for I am bleeding to death, I think.”

      “You cannot be such an ass! “ said Jack Bunce, springing to his assistance, as did Cleveland. But human aid came too late — he sunk back on the bed, and, turning on his face, expired without a groan.

      “I always thought him a d — d fool,” said Bunce, as he wiped a tear from his eye, “but never such a consummate idiot as to hop the perch so sillily. I have lost the best follower “ — and he again wiped his eye.

      Cleveland looked on the dead body, the rugged features of which had remained unaltered by the death-pang — ” A bulldog,” he said, “ of the true British breed, and, with a better counsellor, would have been a better man.”

      “You may say that of some other folks, too, Captain, if you are minded to do them justice,” said Bunce.

      “I may indeed, and especially of yourself,” said Cleveland, in reply.

      “Why then, say, Jack, I forgive you” said Bunce; “ it’s but a short word, and soon spoken.”

      “I forgive you from all my soul, Jack,” said Cleveland, who had resumed his situation at the window; “and the rather that your folly is of little consequence — the morning is come that must bring ruin on us all.”

      “What! you are thinking of the old woman’s prophecy you spoke of? “ said Bunce.

      “It will soon be accomplished,” answered Cleveland. “Come hither; what do you take yon large square-rigged vessel for, that you see doubling the headland on the east, and opening the Bay of Stromness?”

      “Why, I can’t make her well out,”said Bunce, “but yonder is old Goffe, takes her for a West Indiaman loaded with rum and sugar, СКАЧАТЬ