Bill therefore had to wait till he could make his way on deck without being remarked. Pretending to drop asleep, he lay perfectly quiet for some time; then sitting up and rubbing his eyes, he staggered away forward, as if still drowsy, to make it be supposed that he was about to turn into his hammock. Finding that he was un.o.bserved, he crept up by the fore-hatchway, where he found d.i.c.k, who was in the watch off deck.

At first he thought of consulting d.i.c.k, in whom he knew he could trust; but second thoughts, which are generally the best, made him resolve not to say anything to him, but to go at once to either the first lieutenant or the captain.

"If I go to Mr Saltwell, perhaps he will think I was dreaming, and tell me to 'turn into my hammock and finish my dreams,'" he thought to himself. "No! I'll go to the captain at once; perhaps the sentry will let me pa.s.s, or if not, I'll get him to ask the captain to see me. He cannot eat me, that's one comfort; if he thinks that I am bringing him a c.o.c.k-and-bull story, he won't punish me; and I shall at all events have done my duty."

Bill thought this, and a good deal besides, as he made his way aft till he arrived at the door of the captain's cabin, where the sentry was posted.

"Where are you going, boy?" asked the sentry, as Bill in his eagerness was trying to pa.s.s him.

"I want to see the captain," said Bill.

"But does the captain want to see you?" asked the sentry.

"He has not sent for me; but he will when he hears what I have got to tell him," replied Bill.

"You must speak to one of the lieutenants, or get the midshipman of the watch to take in your message, if he will do it," said the sentry.

"But they may laugh at me, and not believe what I have got to say,"

urged Bill. "Do let me pa.s.s,--the captain won't blame you, I am sure of that."

The sentry declared that it was his duty not to allow any one to pa.s.s.

While Bill was still pleading with him, the door of the inner cabin was opened, and the captain himself came out, prepared to go on deck.

"What do you want, boy?" he asked, seeing Bill.

"Please, sir, I have got something to tell you which you ought to know,"

said Bill, pulling off his hat.

"Let me hear it then," said the captain.

"Please, sir, it will take some time. You may have some questions to ask," answered Bill.

On this the captain stepped back a few paces, out of earshot of the sentry.

"What is it, boy?" he asked; "you seem to have some matter of importance to communicate."

Bill then told him how he came to be among the prisoners, and had heard the American captain and his men talking together, and proposing to get the Frenchmen to rise with them to overpower the British crew.

Captain Waring's countenance showed that he felt very much disposed to disbelieve what Bill had told him, or rather, to fancy that Bill was mistaken.

"Stay there;" he said, and he went to the door of the cabin which he had allowed the American skipper to occupy.

The berth was empty! He came back and cross-questioned Bill further.

Re-entering the inner cabin, he found the French captain seated at the table.

"Monsieur Saint Julien," he said; "are you cognisant of the intention of the American captain to try and overpower my crew?"

"The proposal was made to me, I confess, but I refused to accede to it with indignation; and I did not suppose that Captain Gregory would make the attempt, or I should have informed you at once," answered Saint Julien.

"He does intend to make it, though," said Captain Waring, "and I depend on you and your officers to prevent your men from joining him."

"I fear that we shall have lost our influence over our men, but we will stand by you should there be any outbreak," said the French captain.

"I will trust you," observed Captain Waring. "Go and speak to your officers while I take the steps necessary for our preservation."

Captain Waring on this left the cabin, and going on deck, spoke to the first lieutenant and the midshipmen of the watch, who very speedily communicated the orders they had received to the other officers.

The lieutenant of marines quickly turned out his men, while the boatswain roused up the most trustworthy of the seamen. So quickly and silently all was done, that a strong body of officers and men well armed were collected on the quarter-deck before any of the prisoners were aware of what was going forward. They were awaiting the captain's orders, when a loud report was heard. A thick volume of smoke ascended from below, and the next instant, with loud cries and shouts, a number of the prisoners were seen springing up the hatchway ladders.

CHAPTER FOUR.

THE FRIGATE BLOWN UP.

The Americans had been joined by a number of the Frenchmen, and some few of the worst characters of the English crew--the jail-birds chiefly, who had been won over with the idea that they would sail away to some beautiful island, of which they might take possession; and live in independence, or else rove over the ocean with freedom from all discipline.

They had armed themselves with billets of wood and handspikes; and some had got hold of knives and axes, which they had secreted. They rushed on deck expecting quickly to overpower the watch.

Great was their dismay to find themselves encountered by a strong body of armed men, who seized them, or knocked them down directly they appeared.

So quickly were the first overpowered that they had no time to give the alarm to their confederates below, and thus, as fresh numbers came up, they were treated like the first. In a couple of minutes the whole of the mutineers were overpowered.

The Frenchmen who had not actually joined them cried out for mercy, declaring that they had no intention of doing so.

What might have been the case had the Americans been successful was another matter.

All those who had taken part in the outbreak having been secured, Captain Waring sent a party of marines to search for the American captain. He was quickly found, and brought on the quarter-deck.

"You have broken your word of honour; you have instigated the crew to mutiny, and I should be justified were I to run you up to the yard-arm!"

said Captain Waring, sternly.

"You would have done the same," answered the American captain, boldly.

"Such acts when successful have always been applauded."

"Not, sir, if I had given my word of honour, as you did, not to interfere with the discipline of the ship," said Captain Waring. "You are now under arrest, and, with those who supported you, will remain in irons till we reach England."

Captain Gregory had not a word to say for himself. The French captain, far from pleading for him, expressed his satisfaction that he had been so treated.

He and the officers who had joined him were marched off under a guard to have their irons fixed on by the armourer.

After this it became necessary to keep a strict watch on all the prisoners, and especially on the Americans, a large proportion of whom were found to be English seamen, and some of the _Foxhound's_ crew recognised old shipmates among them.

Captain Waring, believing that he could trust to the French captain and his officers, allowed them to remain on their parole, a circ.u.mstance which greatly aggravated the feelings of Captain Gregory.

The captain had not forgotten Bill, who, by the timely information he had given, had materially contributed to preserve the ship from capture.

Bill himself did not think that he had done anything wonderful; his chief anxiety was lest the fact of his having given the information should become known. The sentinel might guess at it, but otherwise the captain alone could know anything about it. Bill, as soon as he had told his story to the captain, and found that it was credited, stole away forward among the rest of the crew on deck, where he took very good care not to say a word of what had happened; so that not till the trustworthy men received orders to be prepared for an outbreak were they aware of what was likely to occur.