With which he turned and left the cabin, and presently, in obedience to my message, Saunders came down. I gave him my instructions, and then proceeded with my letters, which I had to considerably abbreviate in consequence of the rather heavy demand that Hoard had made upon my time. However, I got them finished in time for the Calypso—which was the vessel selected by the Admiral for the conveyance of the Spanish despatches to England—and had the satisfaction of placing them in the hands of the Honourable Augustus Montague himself, and of receiving his assurance that he would undertake to forward them to their destination upon his arrival home.
During the afternoon a boat came alongside the schooner with a note from the Admiral, inviting me to dine with him that evening, the invitation being accentuated by the statement that he had some news of importance for me. I despatched an acceptance by the boat that had brought the information, and in due time once more found myself within the hospitable portals of the Pen. As usual, the room was full of guests, but after dinner my host found an opportunity to invite me into his office for a short time, when I learned that the important news referred to in his note of invitation consisted simply of some intelligence, gleaned from the Spanish documents taken by me out of the wreck of the Magdalena, confirming Hoard’s story of the galleon.
“I have told you this for a twofold reason,” said the Admiral, when he had read out from his translation the extracts relating to the galleon. “In the first place, I am, as usual, without a ship upon which I can lay my hands; the departure of the Calypso to-day depriving me of the only vessel I had in a fit state to go to sea. And, in the next place, as you brought me this news I think it only right that you should be the one to profit by it. So there you are, and, if you will take my advice, you will not remain in port a single hour longer than is absolutely necessary, or you may miss her; and, if what these papers state be true—as I have no doubt it is—she is a ship worth taking a good deal of trouble to find.”
I thanked the Admiral for his information, but deemed it best to let him understand that I was indebted to him only for details, and shortly afterwards took my leave, having suddenly made up my mind to sail that same night, if I found that the stores and water had been sent aboard that afternoon, as promised.
I reached the schooner about half-past ten o’clock, and found all hands excepting the mate turned in. Saunders was considerably surprised to see me, as he did not expect me aboard that night; but, upon my questioning him with regard to the stores and water, he informed me that both had come alongside almost immediately after my departure for Kingston. There was consequently no reason why we should delay another moment; and within half an hour we had got up our anchor and were bowling away to the southward and westward before the land breeze. Before daylight the high land of Jamaica had sunk beneath the horizon, and we had caught the trade-wind.
It now became necessary for me to form some sort of a plan of operations; and for this purpose I determined to consult with Hoard. As soon, therefore, as I had secured my sights for the longitude, after breakfast, I sent for him, and he came down into the cabin.
“I have sent for you, Hoard,” said I, “because, as no doubt you already guess, I have made up my mind to have a try for the galleon; and as I understood you to say that you had spent some time ashore, at or near Cartagena, it occurs to me that you may be able to furnish me with some valuable information. And I want to ask you, first, whether, while you were in Cartagena harbour, you heard anything said that might lead you to suppose the Spaniards deem it so far possible that the news of the galleon may have spread far enough to lead to her captain taking extra precautions against capture by steering a course right out to sea, instead of making the best of his way to the eastward along the land, as far as, say, Point Gallinas?”
“I think, Cap’n, I understand what’s in your thoughts,” answered the man. “No, sir; I never heard anything that ’ud seemed to point to their imaginin’ that any news of the ship ’ud be likely to get to an enemy’s ears. At the same time, I don’t doubt, from what was rumoured about the amount of the treasure that she’s to ship, that her skipper’ll do everything his wit ’ll teach him to keep out of the road of our cruisers and privateers. That, however, ain’t very valuable information to give you, because you’ll have guessed as much as that yourself. And I’m afraid that I ain’t able to tell you any more—except this: that it’ll never do for this schooner to be seen dodgin’ about anywheres near Cartagena. If she was seen once I don’t suppose any harm would come of it, especially if she happened to be under a fairish amount of canvas, because it ’ud probably be supposed that she was bound south to the Gulf of Darien. But if she should happen to be seen twice, it ’ud be all up with us, for a time, at least; they’d be pretty sure to delay her sailin’ and send something out to watch us. And as to cuttin’ her out, Cap’n, I’m afraid it couldn’t be done. Besides, it ’ud be no use to try it unless all the treasure was aboard; and I don’t suppose they’ll ship that until her hatches are on, and she’s all ready for sea, so that she can up anchor and make a start directly the last ingot’s hoisted in.”
“Quite so,” I assented; “that will no doubt be their mode of procedure. But, on the other hand, she may be all ready for sea, even to having all the treasure on board, and yet not sail for a day or two. Because it is quite clear to me that, for some reason or other, they believe this galleon to have a very fair prospect of safely reaching her destination, or they would keep her back until they could send her home under convoy. Now, if they entertain such a belief as that, it seems to me highly probable that some of their big officials will embrace so apparently safe an opportunity to take a passage home in her, and they might not be ready quite so soon as the ship. Now, if that should happen, what is to prevent our cutting her out?”
“Do you happen to know what Cartagena harbour is like, sir?” inquired Hoard, beginning his answer to my question by asking another.