Among Malay Pirates | Page 3

had wounds more or

less severe.
"We should not have much chance with those fellows in the water, Mr.
Parkhurst," an old sailor said to Harry.
"No, indeed, Davis; they could swim round and round us, and our
cutlasses would be very little good against those ugly looking krises. If
we were to leave them to themselves, they would fight to the death; and,
after all, it was no one's fault in particular. Mr. Balderson and I were
watching them; one was crossing the ship's bow just as the other came
out from her side, and they were into each other before either had time
to hold their boat up."
"That chap the doctor is bandaging up was in a nice taking about his
child, sir; it was a lucky job that you and Mr. Balderson happened to
catch sight of her."
"Yes, poor little thing! It was only just a glimpse we got of her face; but
as we were looking for her, and ready to dive, it was enough."
"Lucky we are inside the bar, Mr. Parkhurst, or the sharks would have
had half the fellows."
"I did not think of it at the time, Davis, and it would not have made any
difference if I had; we were only in the water a couple of minutes, and
the Malays were making noise enough to frighten away any number of
sharks. You will have the job of washing out our trousers again--we
had only put them on clean half an hour before."
"That aint no matter, sir, especially if you go down and change at once;
the mud will come out easy enough if I leave them in a bucket of fresh
water for half an hour."
The two midshipmen joined the group of officers who were standing
near the doctor; the latter had, on closer examination, announced that
four of the ribs were broken. He had finished his work just as the lads
came up. News had been brought up by the steward that the little girl
had opened her eyes; while he was speaking, the Malay conversed

rapidly with the interpreter.
"What is he saying, Soh Hay?" the captain asked.
"He is asking why his daughter is not here, and if she is hurt, and how
she came to be saved," the man replied. "Me tell him she come up to
see him soon; the doctor say she no hurt."
Two minutes later the doctor reappeared, carrying the child in his arms.
She looked round fearlessly at the white faces until her eye fell upon
her father, when she slipped out of the doctor's arms like an eel and ran
to him. The grim features of the Malay lit up with a pleasant smile as
he held out his right hand to her. She was a strange little figure, for the
doctor had not waited to obtain any suitable garments for her, but had
wrapped her up in one of the signal flags, which the child herself had
wound round her waist and over her shoulder like a native sarong.
"You tell him, Soh Hay, that he must not talk to her," the doctor said.
"If he keeps quiet, he will get well in short time: if he talk, he ill many
days; but I will let him say a few words to her now."
The Malay's eyes passed over the group of officers and rested on the
two midshipmen, whose wet clothes showed that they were the officers
who had, as the interpreter had told him, dived in and rescued the child.
He said something to the interpreter.
"Malay man want to speak to you, young gentlemen," the man said; "he
wish to thank you."
"Oh, tell him there is nothing to thank us for," Harry said hastily; "it
was nothing more than taking a bath."
"Yes, officer, but he wishes to speak to you."
Somewhat reluctantly, the two lads approached the side of the injured
man; he took each of them by the hand, and, as he did so, said
something which Soh Hay interpreted:

"The chief says that you have given him back what he loved best in the
world, and that his life is yours whenever it may be of use to you; he
may be of service to you, gentlemen, should you ever go up the river--a
Malay never forgives an injury or forgets a service."
"Tell him we are very glad to have brought his little girl out of the
water," Harry said, "and that if we ever go up the river, we will pay him
a visit."
The chief was now laid in a cot which was swung from the stanchions
of the awning, while the little girl was carried away by the doctor, who
laid her in a berth, gave her