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When Vickers came； Dawes sought an interview； and begged to be sent back to Hobart Town。 This was refused； of course； but he was put to work on the Osprey。 After working there for some time； and being released from his irons； he concealed himself on the slip； and in the evening swam across the harbour。 He was pursued； retaken； and flogged。 Then he ran the dismal round of punishment。 He burnt lime； dragged timber； and tugged at the oar。 The heaviest and most degrading tasks were always his。 Shunned and hated by his companions； feared by the convict overseers； and regarded with unfriendly eyes by the authorities； Rufus Dawes was at the very bottom of that abyss of woe into which he had voluntarily cast himself。 Goaded to desperation by his own thoughts； he had joined with Gabbett and the unlucky three in their desperate attempt to escape； but； as Vickers stated； he had been captured almost instantly。 He was lamed by the heavy irons he wore； and though Gabbett with a strange eagerness for which after events accountedinsisted that he could make good his flight； the unhappy man fell in the first hundred yards of the terrible race； and was seized by two volunteers before he could rise again。 His capture helped to secure the brief freedom of his comrades； for Mr。 Troke； content with one prisoner； checked a pursuit which the nature of the ground rendered dangerous； and triumphantly brought Dawes back to the settlement as his peace…offering for the negligence which had resulted in the loss of the other four。 For this madness the refractory convict had been condemned to the solitude of the Grummet Rock。
In that dismal hermitage； his mind； preying on itself； had become disordered。 He saw visions and dreamt dreams。 He would lie for hours motionless； staring at the sun or the sea。 He held converse with imaginary beings。 He enacted the scene with his mother over again。 He harangued the rocks； and called upon the stones about him to witness his innocence and his sacrifice。 He was visited by the phantoms of his early friends； and sometimes thought his present life a dream。 Whenever he awoke； however； he was commanded by a voice within himself to leap into the surges which washed the walls of his prison； and to dream these sad dreams no more。
In the midst of this lethargy of body and brain； the unusual occurrences along the shore of the settlement roused in him a still fiercer hatred of life。 He saw in them something incomprehensible and terrible； and read in them threats of an increase of misery。 Had he known that the Ladybird was preparing for sea； and that it had been already decided to fetch him from the Rock and iron him with the rest for safe passage to Hobart Town； he might have paused； but he knew nothing； save that the burden of life was insupportable； and that the time had come for him to be rid of it。
In the meantime； the settlement was in a fever of excitement。 In less than three weeks from the announcement made by Vickers； all had been got ready。 The Commandant had finally arranged with Frere as to his course of action。 He would himself accompany the Ladybird with the main body。 His wife and daughter were to remain until the sailing of the Osprey； which Mr。 Frerecharged with the task of final destruction was to bring up as soon as possible。 〃I will leave you a corporal's guard； and ten prisoners as a crew；〃 Vickers said。 〃You can work her easily with that number。〃 To which Frere； smiling at Mrs。 Vickers in a self…satisfied way； had replied that he could do with five prisoners if necessary； for he knew how to get double work out of the lazy dogs。
Among the incidents which took place during the breaking up was one which it is necessary to chronicle。 Near Philip's Island； on the north side of the harbour； is situated Coal Head； where a party had been lately at work。 This party； hastily withdrawn by Vickers to assist in the business of devastation； had left behind it some tools and timber； and at the eleventh hour a boat's crew was sent to bring away the d閎ris。 The tools were duly collected； and the pine logsworth twenty…five shillings apiece in Hobart Townduly rafted and chained。 The timber was secured； and the convicts； towing it after them； pulled for the ship just as the sun sank。 In the general relaxation of discipline and haste； the raft had not been made with as much care as usual； and the strong current against which the boat was labouring assisted the negligence of the convicts。 The logs began to loosen； and although the onward motion of the boat kept the chain taut； when the rowers slackened their exertions the mass parted； and Mr。 Troke； hooking himself on to the side of the Ladybird； saw a huge log slip out from its fellows and disappear into the darkness。 Gazing after it with an indignant and disgusted stare； as though it had been a refractory prisoner who merited two days' 〃solitary〃； he thought he heard a cry from the direction in which it had been borne。 He would have paused to listen； but all his attention was needed to save the timber； and to prevent the boat from being swamped by the struggling mass at her stern。
The cry had proceeded from Rufus Dawes。 From his solitary rock he had watched the boat pass him and make for the Ladybird in the channel； and he had decidedwith that curious childishness into which the mind relapses on such supreme occasionsthat the moment when the gathering gloom swallowed her up； should be the moment when he would plunge into the surge below him。 The heavily…labouring boat grew dimmer and dimmer； as each tug of the oars took her farther from him。 Presently； only the figure of Mr。 Troke in the stern sheets was visible； then that also disappeared； and as the nose of the timber raft rose on the swell of the next wave； Rufus Dawes flung himself into the sea。
He was heavily ironed； and he sank like a stone。 He had resolved not to attempt to swim； and for the first moment kept his arms raised above his head； in order to sink the quicker。 But； as the short； sharp agony of suffocation caught him； and the shock of the icy water dispelled the mental intoxication under which he was labouring； he desperately struck out； and； despite the weight of his irons； gained the surface for an instant。 As he did so； all bewildered； and with the one savage instinct of self…preservation predominant over all other thoughts； be became conscious of a huge black mass surging upon him out of the darkness。 An instant's buffet with the current； an ineffectual attempt to dive beneath it； a horrible sense that the weight at his feet was dragging him down；and the huge log； loosened from the raft； was upon him； crushing him beneath its rough and ragged sides。 All thoughts of self…murder vanished with the presence of actual peril； and uttering that despairing cry which had been faintly heard by Troke； he flung up his arms to clutch the monster that was pushing him down to death。 The log passed completely over him； thrusting him beneath the water； but his hand； scraping along the splintered side； came in contact with the loop of hide rope that yet hung round the mass； and clutched it with the tenacity of a death grip。 In another instant he got his head above water； and making good his hold； twisted himself； by a violent effort； across the log。
For a moment he saw the lights from the stern windows of the anchored vessels low in the distance； Grummet Rock disappeared on his left； then； exhausted； breathless； and bruised； he closed his eyes； and the drifting log bore him swiftly and silently away into the darkness。
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At daylight the next morning； Mr。 Troke； landing on the prison rock found it deserted。 The prisoner's cap was lying on the edge of the little cliff； but the prisoner himself had disappeared。 Pulling back to the Ladybird； the intelligent Troke pondered on the circumstance； and in delivering his report to Vickers mentioned the strange cry he had heard the night before。 〃It's my belief； sir； that he was trying to swim the bay；〃 he said。 〃He must ha' gone to the bottom anyhow； for he couldn't swim five yards with them irons。〃
Vickers； busily engaged in getting under weigh； accepted this very natural supposition without question。 The prisoner had met his death either by his own act； or by accident。 It was either a suicide or an attempt to escape； and the former conduct of Rufus Dawes rendered the latter explanation a more probable one。 In any case； he was dead。 As Mr。 Troke rightly surmised； no man could swim the bay in irons； and when the Ladybird； an hour later； passed the Grummet Rock； all on board her believed that the corpse of its late occupant was lying beneath the waves that seethed at its base。
CHAPTER VII。
THE LAST OF MACQUARIE HARBOUR。
Rufus Dawes was believed to be dead by the party on board the Ladybird； and his strange escape was unknown to those still at Sarah Island。 Maurice Frere； if he bestowed a thought upon the refractory prisoner of the Rock； believed him to be safely stowed in the hold of the schooner； and already half…way to Hobart Town； while not one of the eighteen persons on board the Osprey suspected that the boat which had put off for the marooned man had returned without him。 Indeed the party had little leisure for thought； Mr。 Frere； eager to prove his ability and energy； was making strenuous exertions to get away； and kept his unlucky ten so hard at work that within a week from the departure of the Ladybird the Osprey was ready for sea。 Mrs。 Vickers and the child； having watched with some excusable regret the process of demolishing their old home； had settled down in their small cabin in the brig； and on the evening of the 11th of January； Mr。 Bates； the pilot； who acted as master； informed the crew that Lieutenant Frere had given orders to weigh anchor at daybreak。
At daybreak accordingly the brig set sail； with a light breeze from the south…west； and by three o'clock in the afternoon anchored safely outside the Gates。 Unfortunately the wind shifted to the north…west； which caused a heavy swell on the bar； and prudent Mr。 Bates； having consideration for Mrs。 Vickers and the child； ran back ten miles into Wellington Bay； and anchored there aga