CHAPTER V.
THE SAILING OF THE "PEACOCK."
"Oh, my, what a bad dream I have had!"
Such were the words which Dick uttered to himself when he came onceagain to the full possession of his senses.
He gazed around him curiously. He was in a plainly furnished room,lying on the top of a bed covered with a rubber blanket, so that hiswet clothing might not soil the linen beneath. His coat and shoes hadbeen removed, likewise his collar and tie, but that was all.
The shades of the two windows of the apartment were tightly drawn and alamp on the table lit up the room but dimly, for it was now night. Noone was present but the sufferer.
"Well, one thing is certain, I didn't drown, after all," he went on.Then he tried to sit up, but fell back exhausted.
He wondered where he was, and if Tom and Sam were near, and while hewas wondering he fell into a light sleep which did a great deal towardrestoring him to himself.
When Dick awoke he found Dr. Karley at hand, ready to give him somenourishing food. The doctor had just come from a long talk with ArnoldBaxter, and it may as well be stated that the two men understood eachother pretty thoroughly.
"Where am I?" he asked, in a fairly strong voice.
"Safe," said the old doctor soothingly. "Here, take this. It will doyou a whole lot of good."
"Are my brothers around?"
"We'll talk later, after you are stronger."
The old doctor would say no more. Dick took the medicine offered, anddid really feel stronger. Then a light breakfast was brought in, ofwhich he partook readily. The food gone, the doctor disappeared,locking the door after him, but so softly that Dick was not aware ofthe fact until some time later.
While Dick was trying to get back his strength the Baxters were notidle.
Arnold Baxter had on his person all the money he possessed, a littleover three thousand dollars. This had been saved from the wreck of hisexpedition to the West, and he was now resolved to spend every dollarof it, if necessary, in bringing the Rovers to terms, as he put it.
"I was going to New York State to get the youngest Rover boy in mypower," he said to Dan, "but fate has thrown Dick in our path, and sowe will take him instead. Once he is absolutely in our power, I am sureI can bring Anderson Rover to terms and make him turn the entire rightto that Eclipse mine over to my representatives."
"It's a ticklish job," replied the son. "What of this doctor here?Won't he suspect anything?"
"I reckon the doctor is no better than he ought to be, Dan. I think Isee my way clear to doing as I please with him. A couple of hundreddollars will go a long way with fellows of his stripe."
A conversation lasting half an hour followed, and Dan promised to keepclose watch while his father went away to the docks.
Arnold Baxter was absent the best part of the morning, but came homewith a face which showed he was well satisfied with what he hadaccomplished.
"I fell in luck," he explained. "Ran across a man I used to know yearsago--Gus Langless--a sly old dog, up for anything with money in it.Langless owns a small schooner, the _Peacock_, and he says I canhave her for a month, with the services of himself and his crew, forone thousand dollars--and nothing said about the job."
"Did you accept, dad?"
"Certainly--it was just what I wanted. Langless is all right, and Itold him I would double his money if he would stick by me to thefinish, and he swore that he would."
"And what is the next move?"
"We'll take Rover on board to-night, and then set sail direct forDetroit and Lake Huron. Langless knows an island in Lake Huron whichwill give us just the hiding place we want."
"And after that?"
"I'll send a letter to Anderson Rover which will sicken him to theheart and make him do just as I demand. He thinks the world of hisoldest son."
"Good for you, dad! You've got a long head on your shoulders. And whenare you going to let Dick Rover know he is in our power?"
"Not until we have him on the _Peacock_, if I can prevent it. Ifhe knew here, he might kick up a big row."
"Pooh! we could easily shut him up!" sniffed Dan.
Now Dick was in their custody he was impatient to browbeat the youthand taunt him with his helplessness. But Arnold Baxter would not listento it, so the graceless son had to bide his time.
The afternoon was an anxious one for both of the Baxters, who wereafraid that the Rovers would find their way to Dr. Karley's place andthwart their carefully arranged plan. But no one put in an appearance,and by nightfall everything was in readiness for the departure. Thedoctor had loaned his private turnout, and for a "consideration,"otherwise a bribe, had dosed poor Dick into semi-unconsciousness, andhad promised to say to all comers that the young man had got well andgone off in the company of two of his friends, a Mr. Arnold and a Mr.Daniels.
When it came to transferring Dick to the carriage, Arnold Baxter put onthe false wig and beard which he had been carrying in his valise, thustransforming his appearance greatly. Dan kept out of sight on the seatof the carriage, so that Dick saw only his back in the gloom of thenight. The son drove while Arnold Baxter held Dick.
It was no easy matter to find the location of the _Peacock_, andequally difficult to get Dick on board without observation. But CaptainLangless had wisely sent his men to a neighboring saloon, so the coastwas tolerably clear. Once Dick was in the cabin, Arnold Baxter left himin Dan's charge and hurried back to the sanitarium with the turnout. Inthe meantime Captain Langless summoned his sailors and told them theywould sail at early dawn--half-past four.
Locking the door of the cabin and putting the key in his pocket, DanBaxter turned up the light and then looked at Dick, who lay halfpropped up in a chair.
"I guess I'll wake him up," he muttered, and going over to the helplessyouth he pulled his nose vigorously.
"Oh!" groaned Dick, and opened his eyes dreamily. Then he caught sightof Dan and stared as if he had seen a ghost.
"Dan Baxter!" he said slowly. "Can it be possible?"
"Yes, it's me," replied the bully, with small regard for grammar. "Doyou know that you are in my power, Dick Rover?"
"I--I--thought you were dead," and Dick closed his eyes again, for itwas next to impossible for him to arouse himself.
"I'm a long way from being dead," laughed Dan harshly. "I reckon you'lldie before I do."
Dick pulled himself together with a great effort.
"Then the landslide didn't catch you?" he questioned.
"Yes, it did, but it didn't kill me, nor my father neither. We are bothhere, and you are absolutely in our power."
"Is this the steamer that took me on board?"
"No, this is a boat that is under my father's command."
"I don't understand it at all."
"Reckon you will understand before we are done with you. You thoughtyou could crow over us, but the crowing will be on the other side ofthe fence now."
"What are you going to do with me?"
"You'll find out soon enough."
"Where are my brothers?"
"I don't know--and I don't care."
"Well, I am glad they are not in your power," returned Dick, withsomething of a sigh of relief.
"One of you is enough," growled Dan.
"And you won't tell me what boat this is?"
"It is one under the command of my father."
"Are we sailing?"
"Not yet, but we will be in a few minutes."
With an effort Dick arose to his feet. But he was dizzy from theeffects of the dose administered by the doctor, and immediately sankback again. Baxter gave a brutal laugh.
"Now you see how it is," he observed. "You are absolutely in our power.How do you like the situation?"
"How should I like it? A lamb among wolves would be as safe, to my wayof thinking."
"I don't know but what you are right. We intend to make a big thing outof you, Dick Rover."
"How?"
"I told you before you'd find out soon enough."
r /> "I presume you'll try to make my father ransom me, or something likethat."
"We'll about make him give up that mining claim."
"You were going to make him give that up before."
"Well, we won't trip up this time. Our plans are carefully laid."
"You were always good at bragging, Dan Baxter."
"Don't insult me, Dick Rover."
"I am telling the plain truth."
With a sudden darkening of his face Dan Baxter strode forward.
"Dick Rover, I hate you, always have hated you, and always will hateyou. Take that for your impudence."
He struck out and slapped the helpless boy heavily upon the cheek.Then, as Dick sank back in the chair, he turned and left the cabin,closing and locking the door after him.
At half-past four in the morning the _Peacock_ got under way, andin less than an hour was far out upon the broad waters of Lake Erie.