roving gaze。 Nevertheless； he said only； 〃That wench is a trump！〃 and swore a little。
Meanwhile Maurice Frere had passed the sentry and leapt down into the 'tween decks。 At his nod； the prison door was thrown open。 The air was hot； and that strange； horrible odour peculiar to closely…packed human bodies filled the place。 It was like coming into a full stable。
He ran his eye down the double tier of bunks which lined the side of the ship； and stopped at the one opposite him。
There seemed to have been some disturbance there lately； for instead of the six pair of feet which should have protruded therefrom； the gleam of the bull's…eye showed but four。
〃What's the matter here； sentry？〃 he asked。
〃Prisoner ill； sir。 Doctor sent him to hospital。〃
〃But there should be two。〃
The other came from behind the break of the berths。 It was Rufus Dawes。 He held by the side as he came； and saluted。
〃I felt sick； sir； and was trying to get the scuttle open。〃
The heads were all raised along the silent line； and eyes and ears were eager to see and listen。 The double tier of bunks looked terribly like a row of wild beast cages at that moment。
Maurice Frere stamped his foot indignantly。
〃Sick！ What are you sick about； you malingering dog？ I'll give you something to sweat the sickness out of you。 Stand on one side here！〃
Rufus Dawes； wondering； obeyed。 He seemed heavy and dejected； and passed his hand across his forehead； as though he would rub away a pain there。
〃Which of you fellows can handle an oar？〃 Frere went on。 〃There； curse you； I don't want fifty！ Three'll do。 Come on now； make haste！〃
The heavy door clashed again； and in another instant the four 〃volunteers〃 were on deck。 The crimson glow was turning yellow now； and spreading over the sky。
〃Two in each boat！〃 cries Blunt。 〃I'll burn a blue light every hour for you； Mr。 Best； and take care they don't swamp you。 Lower away； lads！〃 As the second prisoner took the oar of Frere's boat； he uttered a groan and fell forward； recovering himself instantly。 Sarah Purfoy； leaning over the side； saw the occurrence。
〃What is the matter with that man？〃 she said。 〃Is he ill？〃
Pine was next to her； and looked out instantly。 〃It's that big fellow in No。 10；〃 he cried。 〃Here； Frere！〃
But Frere heard him not。 He was intent on the beacon that gleamed ever brighter in the distance。 〃Give way； my lads！〃 he shouted。 And amid a cheer from the ship； the two boats shot out of the bright circle of the blue light； and disappeared into the darkness。
Sarah Purfoy looked at Pine for an explanation； but he turned abruptly away。 For a moment the girl paused； as if in doubt； and then； ere his retreating figure turned to retrace its steps； she cast a quick glance around； and slipping down the ladder； made her way to the 'tween decks。
The iron…studded oak barricade that； loop…holed for musketry； and perforated with plated trapdoor for sterner needs； separated soldiers from prisoners； was close to her left hand； and the sentry at its padlocked door looked at her inquiringly。 She laid her little hand on his big rough onea sentry is but mortaland opened her brown eyes at him。
〃The hospital；〃 she said。 〃The doctor sent me〃； and before he could answer； her white figure vanished down the hatch； and passed round the bulkhead； behind which lay the sick man。
CHAPTER IV。
THE HOSPITAL。
The hospital was nothing more nor less than a partitioned portion of the lower deck； filched from the space allotted to the soldiers。 It ran fore and aft； coming close to the stern windows； and was； in fact； a sort of artificial stern cabin。 At a pinch； it might have held a dozen men。
Though not so hot as in the prison； the atmosphere of the lower deck was close and unhealthy； and the girl； pausing to listen to the subdued hum of conversation coming from the soldiers' berths； turned strangely sick and giddy。 She drew herself up； however； and held out her hand to a man who came rapidly across the misshapen shadows； thrown by the sulkily swinging lantern； to meet her。 It was the young soldier who had been that day sentry at the convict gangway。
〃Well； miss；〃 he said； 〃I am here； yer see； waiting for yer。〃
〃You are a good boy； Miles； but don't you think I'm worth waiting for？〃
Miles grinned from ear to ear。
〃Indeed you be；〃 said he。
Sarah Purfoy frowned； and then smiled。
〃Come here； Miles； I've got something for you。〃
Miles came forward； grinning harder。
The girl produced a small object from the pocket of her dress。 If Mrs。 Vickers had seen it she would probably have been angry； for it was nothing less than the captain's brandy…flask。
〃Drink；〃 said she。 〃It's the same as they have upstairs； so it won't hurt you。〃
The fellow needed no pressing。 He took off half the contents of the bottle at a gulp； and then； fetching a long breath； stood staring at her。
〃That's prime！〃
〃Is it？ I dare say it is。〃 She had been looking at him with unaffected disgust as he drank。 〃Brandy is all you men understand。〃 Milesstill sucking in his breathcame a pace closer。
〃Not it；〃 said he； with a twinkle in his little pig's eyes。 〃I understand something else； miss； I can tell yer。〃
The tone of the sentence seemed to awaken and remind her of her errand in that place。 She laughed as loudly and as merrily as she dared； and laid her hand on the speaker's arm。 The boyfor he was but a boy； one of those many ill…reared country louts who leave the plough…tail for the musket； and； for a shilling a day； experience all the 〃pomp and circumstance of glorious war〃reddened to the roots of his closely…cropped hair。
〃There； that's quite close enough。 You're only a common soldier； Miles； and you mustn't make love to me。〃
〃Not make love to yer！〃 says Miles。 〃What did yer tell me to meet yer here for then？〃
She laughed again。
〃What a practical animal you are！ Suppose I had something to say to you？〃
Miles devoured her with his eyes。
〃It's hard to marry a soldier；〃 he said； with a recruit's proud intonation of the word； 〃but yer might do worse； miss； and I'll work for yer like a slave； I will。〃
She looked at him with curiosity and pleasure。 Though her time was evidently precious； she could not resist the temptation of listening to praises of herself。
〃I know you're above me； Miss Sarah。 You're a lady； but I love yer； I do； and you drives me wild with yer tricks。〃
〃Do I？〃
〃Do yer？ Yes； yer do。 What did yer come an' make up to me for； and then go sweetheartin' with them others？〃
〃What others？〃
〃Why； the cuddy folkthe skipper； and the parson； and that Frere。 I see yer walkin' the deck wi' un o' nights。 Dom 'um； I'd put a bullet through his red head as soon as look at un。〃
〃Hush！ Miles dearthey'll hear you。〃
Her face was all aglow； and her expanded nostrils throbbed。 Beautiful as the face was； it had a tigerish look about it at that moment。
Encouraged by the epithet； Miles put his arm round her slim waist； just as Blunt had done； but she did not resent it so abruptly。 Miles had promised more。
〃Hush！〃 she whispered； with admirably…acted surprise〃I heard a noise！〃 and as the soldier started back； she smoothed her dress complacently。
〃There is no one！〃 cried he。
〃Isn't there？ My mistake； then。 Now come here； Miles。〃
Miles obeyed。
〃Who is in the hospital？〃
〃I dunno。〃
〃Well； I want to go in。〃
Miles scratched his head； and grinned。
〃Yer carn't。〃
〃Why not？ You've let me in before。〃 〃Against the doctor's orders。 He told me special to let no one in but himself。〃
〃Nonsense。〃
〃It ain't nonsense。 There was a convict brought in to…night； and nobody's to go near him。〃
〃A convict！〃 She grew more interested。 〃What's the matter with him？〃
〃Dunno。 But he's to be kep' quiet until old Pine comes down。〃
She became authoritative。
〃Come； Miles； let me go in。〃
〃Don't ask me； miss。 It's against orders； and〃
〃Against orders？ Why； you were blustering about shooting people just now。〃
The badgered Miles grew angry。 〃Was I？ Bluster or no bluster； you don't go in。〃 She turned away。 〃Oh； very well。 If this is all the thanks I get for wasting my time down here； I shall go on deck again。〃
Miles became uneasy。
〃There are plenty of agreeable people there。〃
Miles took a step after her。
〃Mr。 Frere will let me go in； I dare say； if I ask him。〃
Miles swore under his breath。
〃Dom Mr。 Frere！ Go in if yer like；〃 he said。 〃I won't stop yer； but remember what I'm doin' of。〃
She turned again at the foot of the ladder； and came quickly back。
〃That's a good lad。 I knew you would not refuse me〃； and smiling at the poor lad she was befooling； she passed into the cabin。
There was no lantern； and from the partially…blocked stern windows came only a dim； vaporous light。 The dull ripple of the water as the ship rocked on the slow swell of the sea made a melancholy sound； and the sick man's heavy breathing seemed to fill the air。 The slight noise made by the opening door roused him； he rose on his elbow and began to mutter。 Sarah Purfoy paused in the doorway to listen； but she could make nothing of the low； uneasy murmuring。 Raising her arm； conspicuous by its white sleeve in the gloom； she beckoned Miles。
〃The lantern；〃 she whispered； 〃bring me the lantern！〃
He unhooked it from the rope where it swung； and brought it towards her。 At that moment the man in the bunk sat up erect； and twisted himself towards the light。 〃Sarah！〃 he cried； in shrill sharp tones。 〃Sarah！〃 and swooped with a lean arm through the dusk； as though to seize her。
The girl leapt out of the cabin like a panther； struck the lantern out of her lover's hand； and was back at the bunk…head in a moment。 The convict was a young man of about four…and…twenty。 His handsclutched convulsively now on the blanketswere small and well…shaped； and the unshaven chin bristled with promise of a strong beard。 His wild black eyes glared with all the fire of delirium； and as he gasped for breath； the sweat stood in beads on his sallow forehead。
The aspect of the man was sufficiently ghastly； and Miles； drawing back with an oath； did not wonder at the terror which had seized Mrs。 Vickers's maid。 With open mo