“Yes, sirrah!  Do you fancy that I have nothing to lose?  I who have adventured in this voyage all I am worth, and more; who, if I fall, must return to beggary and scorn?  And if I have ventured rashly, sinfully, if you will, the lives of any of you in my own private quarrel, am I not punished?  Have I not lost——?”

His voice trembled and stopped there, but he recovered himself in a moment.

“Pish!  I can’t stand here chattering.  Carpenter! an ax! and help me to cast these spars loose.  Get out of my way, there! lumbering the scuppers up like so many moulting fowls!  Here, all old friends, lend a hand! Pelican’s men, stand by your captain!  Did we sail round the world for nothing?”

This last appeal struck home, and up leaped half-a-dozen of the old Pelicans, and set to work at his side manfully to rig the jury-mast.

“Come along!” cried Cary to the malcontents; “we’re raw longshore fellows, but we won’t be outdone by any old sea-dog of them all.”  And setting to work himself, he was soon followed by one and another, till order and work went on well enough.

“And where are we going, when the mast’s up?” shouted some saucy hand from behind.

“Where you daren’t follow us alone by yourself, so you had better keep us company,” replied Yeo.

“I’ll tell you where we are going, lads,” said Amyas, rising from his work.  “Like it or leave it as you will, I have no secrets from my crew.  We are going inshore there to find a harbor, and careen the ship.”

There was a start and a murmur.

“Inshore!  Into the Spaniards’ mouths?”

“All in the Inquisition in a week’s time.”

“Better stay here, and be drowned.”

“You’re right in that last,” shouts Cary.  “That’s the right death for blind puppies.  Look you!  I don’t know in the least where we are, and I hardly know stem from stern aboard ship; and the captain may be right or wrong—­that’s nothing to me; but this I know, that I am a soldier, and will obey orders; and where he goes, I go; and whosoever hinders me must walk up my sword to do it.”

Amyas pressed Cary’s hand, and then—­

“And here’s my broadside next, men.  I’ll go nowhere, and do nothing without the advice of Salvation Yeo and Robert Drew; and if any man in the ship knows better than these two, let him up, and we’ll give him a hearing.  Eh, Pelicans?”

There was a grunt of approbation from the Pelicans; and Amyas returned to the charge.

“We have five shots between wind and water, and one somewhere below.  Can we face a gale of wind in that state, or can we not?”

Silence.

“Can we get home with a leak in our bottom?”

Silence.

“Come along now!  Here’s the wind again round with the sun, and up to the northwest.  In shore with her.”

Sulkily enough, but unable to deny the necessity, the men set to work, and the vessel’s head was put toward the land; but when she began to slip through the water, the leak increased so fast that they were kept hard at work at the pumps for the rest of the afternoon.