“Yes; Watkins heard the noise of struggle, the cries of the brute, and woke me.  At first he was afraid to go into the cabin, but I made him, rather than let me go alone.  The only light we had was a torch, made from a rope end.  We got there just as you fell.  I saw you staggering on your knees, and that beast outstretched on deck, a great gash in its skull.  Watkins says it was a chimpanzee.”

“It was a huge ape of some kind, crazed with hunger no doubt.”  I sat up, aware of the smart of my wounds, but already convinced they were not deep or dangerous.  “You did not look about?  You took no note of what was in the room?”

“No,” puzzled at my sudden interest.  “I had no thought of anything but you.  At first I believed you dead, until I felt the beat of your pulse.  The light revealed little, until Watkins found the overturned lantern, and relit the candle.”

“But I saw not even that much; the fight was in pitch darkness, yet I struck against things not furniture—­what were they?”

“Oh, you mean that!  I think it must have been a storeroom of some kind, for there were casks and boxes piled up, and a strange iron-bound chest was against one wall.  I sat on it, and held the lantern while Watkins saw to your wounds.  Then we carried you up here.”

“That is the answer I sought.  Yes, you must let me get up, dear.  Oh, I can stand alone; a little weak from loss of blood yet, but none the worse off.  Where is Watkins?”

“He went forward.  Do you need him?”

“Perhaps it can wait until daylight.  You know what I ventured below for?”

“To learn if there was treasure hidden aboard; you hoped such a discovery would induce the men to sail this schooner to the Chesapeake.”

“Yes, and now I believe there is—­hidden away in the locked room and guarded by that ape.  In all probability no one but Paradilla knew the creature was on board, and he could have had no better guardian.  No sailor would ever face the brute.”

We may have talked there for an hour, Watkins joining us finally, and listening to my story.  My wounds, while painful enough, were all of the flesh, and the flow of blood being easily staunched, my strength returned quickly.  To my surprise the hour was but little after midnight, and I had so far recovered when the watch was changed, as to insist on Watkins going forward, leaving me in charge of the deck.  I felt no desire for sleep, and so he finally yielded to my orders, and curled up in a blanket in the lee of the galley.  The girl was harder to manage, yet, when I left her alone, she lay down on her bed of flags.  Twice later she lifted her head, and spoke as I passed, but at last remained motionless, while I carefully covered her with an extra blanket.