“There, Juniper,” says Frank at last, and in no steady voice, “I declare you’ll clean me out before long. I do believe you’ve come on board for the sake of squeezing me dry, as Jacob says.”
“As Jacob says!” cries the other, with affected indignation and astonishment. “I wish, sir, that conceited young puppy had never set foot on this vessel. What does he know of the sort of aversions as are suited to a gentleman of your birth and retrospects?”
“Juniper,” replies the other, “I think the ‘aversions,’ as you call them, belong to you and not to me, if I may judge by your aversion for poor Jacob; and as for ‘retrospects,’ I think the less I say about them the better.”
“Well, sir, I don’t know,” replies Juniper, huffily; “you may amuse yourself; sir, with my humble efforts at a superior style of soliloquy; but I’m sure you’re doing me injustice, and allowing yourself to be bamboozled, if you let yourself be talked over by that canting hypocrite.”
“Steady—steady, my boy!” cries Frank; “you’re half-seas over, Juniper, or you could not say so. Come, hand us the brandy. We’ll let Jacob alone, and drink his health, and the health of all good lads and lasses.”
“As you please, sir,” says Juniper, sulkily.
The next morning, when Frank Oldfield appeared on deck, his face and whole appearance bore the unmistakable marks of last night’s excess. His very breath also told the same miserable tale. As for Juniper, though he had drunk more cautiously, yet he did not show himself outside his cabin till the afternoon. The captain had his eye upon him, and could not help remarking to himself what a look of deadly malice and venomous baseness pervaded every feature of the villain’s face.
“He’s up to some mischief more than common, I’ll be bound,” he said to himself. “I’ll keep a sharp look-out for you, my friend.”
A short time after, and Juniper had disappeared, nor did he emerge from his retreat till the evening. He was then in high spirits, laughing and chatting with the sailors, and every now and then glancing up at Jacob, who was walking up and down the poop with Captain Merryweather. At last, just as Jacob was descending to the main-deck, and had his foot on the topmost step of the ladder, the vessel lying over under a breeze on the quarter, Juniper suddenly sprang up the steps in a state of great excitement, shouting out, “A whale!—a whale!” Every one but the captain turned suddenly round in the direction to which Juniper was pointing, Jacob among the number, so that he hung partly over the water.
“Where?” cried several voices.