The convalescence of the young invalid was regularly progressing.One thing only was now to be desired, that his state would allow him to be brought to Granite House.However well built and supplied the corral house was, it could not be so comfortable as the healthy granite dwelling.Besides, it did not offer the same security, and its tenants, notwithstanding their watchfulness, were here always in fear of some shot from the convicts.
There, on the contrary, in the middle of that impregnable and inaccessible cliff, they would have nothing to fear, and any attack on their persons would certainly fail.They therefore waited impatiently for the moment when Herbert might be moved without danger from his wound, and they were determined to make this move, although the communication through Jacamar Wood was very difficult.
They had no news from Neb, but were not uneasy on that account.The courageous Negro, well entrenched in the depths of Granite House, would not allow himself to be surprised.Top had not been sent again to him, as it appeared useless to expose the faithful dog to some shot which might deprive the settlers of their most useful auxiliary.
They waited, therefore, although they were anxious to be reunited at Granite House.It pained the engineer to see his forces divided, for it gave great advantage to the pirates.Since Ayrton's disappearance they were only four against five, for Herbert could not yet be counted, and this was not the least care of the brave boy, who well understood the trouble of which he was the cause.
The question of knowing how, in their condition, they were to act against the pirates, was thoroughly discussed on the 29th of November by Cyrus Harding, Gideon Spilett, and Pencroft, at a moment when Herbert was asleep and could not hear them.
"My friends," said the reporter, after they had talked of Neb and of the impossibility of communicating with him, "I think, --like you, that to venture on the road to the corral would be to risk receiving a gunshot without being able to return it.But do you not think that the best thing to be done now is to openly give chase to these wretches?""That is just what I was thinking," answered Pencroft."I believe we're not fellows to be afraid of a bullet, and as for me, if Captain Harding approves, I'm ready to dash into the forest! Why, hang it, one man is equal to another!""But is he equal to five?" asked the engineer.
"I will join Pencroft," said the reporter, "and both of us, well-armed and accompanied by Top--""My dear Spilett, and you, Pencroft," answered Harding, "let us reason coolly.If the convicts were hid in one spot of the island, if we knew that spot, and had only to dislodge them, I would undertake a direct attack; but is there not occasion to fear, on the contrary, that they are sure to fire the first shot?""Well, captain," cried Pencroft, "a bullet does not always reach its mark.""That which struck Herbert did not miss, Pencroft," replied the engineer.
"Besides, observe that if both of you left the corral I should remain here alone to defend it.Do you imagine that the convicts will not see you leave it, that they will not allow you to enter the forest, and that they will not attack it during your absence, knowing that there is no one here but a wounded boy and a man?""You are right, captain," replied Pencroft, his chest swelling with sullen anger."You are right; they will do all they can to retake the corral, which they know to be well stored; and alone you could not hold it against them.""Oh, if we were only at Granite House!"
"If we were at Granite House," answered the engineer, "the case would be very different.There I should not be afraid to leave Herbert with one, while the other three went to search the forests of the island.But we are at the corral, and it is best to stay here until we can leave it together."Cyrus Harding's reasoning was unanswerable, and his companions understood it well.
"If only Ayrton was still one of us!" said Gideon Spilett."Poor fellow!
his return to social life will have been but of short duration.""If he is dead," added Pencroft, in a peculiar tone.
"Do you hope, then, Pencroft, that the villains have spared him?" asked Gideon Spilett.
"Yes, if they had any interest in doing so.""What! you suppose that Ayrton finding his old companions, forgetting all that he owes us--""Who knows?" answered the sailor, who did not hazard this shameful supposition without hesitating.
"Pencroft," said Harding, taking the sailor's arm, "that is a wicked idea of yours, and you will distress me much if you persist in speaking thus.Iwill answer for Ayrton's fidelity."
"And I also," added the reporter quickly.
"Yes, yes, captain, I was wrong," replied Pencroft; "it was a wicked idea indeed that I had, and nothing justifies it.But what can I do? I'm not in my senses.This imprisonment in the corral wearies me horribly, and I have never felt so excited as I do now.
"Be patient, Pencroft," replied the engineer."How long will it be, my dear Spilett, before you think Herbert may be carried to Granite House?""That is difficult to say, Cyrus," answered the reporter, "for any imprudence might involve terrible consequences.But his convalescence is progressing, and if he continues to gain strength, in eight days from now--well, we shall see."
Eight days! That would put off the return to Granite House until the first days of December.At this time two months of spring had already passed.The weather was fine, and the heat began to be great.The forests of the island were in full leaf, and the time was approaching when the usual crops ought to be gathered.The return to the plateau of Prospect Heights would, therefore, be followed by extensive agricultural labors, interrupted only by the projected expedition through the island.
It can, therefore, be well understood how injurious this seclusion in the corral must have been to the colonists.
But if they were compelled to bow before necessity, they did not do so without impatience.
