第 36 节
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  re him a new danger; a new mouth to share the scanty provision; and snatching a brand from the fire he kept the convict at bay。 But Rufus Dawes; glaring round with wolfish eyes; caught sight of the damper resting against the iron kettle; and made a clutch at it。  Frere dashed the brand in his face。  〃Stand back!〃 he cried。  〃We have no food to spare!〃
  The convict uttered a savage cry; and raising the iron gad; plunged forward desperately to attack this new enemy; but; quick as thought; the child glided past Frere; and; snatching the loaf; placed it in the hands of the starving man; with 〃Here; poor prisoner; eat!〃 and then; turning to Frere; she cast upon him a glance so full of horror; indignation; and surprise; that the man blushed and threw down the brand。
  As for Rufus Dawes; the sudden apparition of this golden…haired girl seemed to have transformed him。  Allowing the loaf to slip through his fingers; he gazed with haggard eyes at the retreating figure of the child; and as it vanished into the darkness outside the circle of firelight; the unhappy man sank his face upon his blackened; horny hands; and burst into tears。
  CHAPTER XII。
  〃MR。〃 DAWES。
  The coarse tones of Maurice Frere roused him。  〃What do you want?〃 he asked。 Rufus Dawes; raising his head; contemplated the figure before him; and recognized it。  〃Is it you?〃 he said slowly。
  〃What do you mean?  Do you know me?〃 asked Frere; drawing back。 But the convict did not reply。  His momentary emotion passed away; the pangs of hunger returned; and greedily seizing upon the piece of damper; he began to eat in silence。
  〃Do you hear; man?〃 repeated Frere; at length。  〃What are you?〃
  〃An escaped prisoner。  You can give me up in the morning。  I've done my best; and I'm beat。〃
  The sentence struck Frere with dismay。  The man did not know that the settlement had been abandoned!
  〃I cannot give you up。  There is no one but myself and a woman and child on the settlement。〃  Rufus Dawes; pausing in his eating; stared at him in amazement。  〃The prisoners have gone away in the schooner。 If you choose to remain free; you can do so as far as I am concerned。 I am as helpless as you are。〃
  〃But how do you come here?〃
  Frere laughed bitterly。  To give explanations to convicts was foreign to his experience; and he did not relish the task。  In this case; however; there was no help for it。  〃The prisoners mutinied and seized the brig。〃
  〃What brig?〃
  〃The Osprey。〃
  A terrible light broke upon Rufus Dawes; and he began to understand how he had again missed his chance。  〃Who took her?〃
  〃That double…dyed villain; John Rex;〃 says Frere; giving vent to his passion。 〃May she sink; and burn; and〃
  〃Have they gone; then?〃 cried the miserable man; clutching at his hair with a gesture of hopeless rage。
  〃Yes; two days ago; and left us here to starve。〃 Rufus Dawes burst into a laugh so discordant that it made the other shudder。 〃We'll starve together; Maurice Frere;〃 said he; 〃for while you've a crust; I'll share it。  If I don't get liberty; at least I'll have revenge!〃
  The sinister aspect of this famished savage; sitting with his chin on his ragged knees; rocking himself to and fro in the light of the fire; gave Mr。 Maurice Frere a new sensation。  He felt as might have felt that African hunter who; returning to his camp fire; found a lion there。 〃Wretch!〃 said he; shrinking from him; 〃why should you wish to be revenged on me?〃
  The convict turned upon him with a snarl。  〃Take care what you say! I'll have no hard words。  Wretch!  If I am a wretch; who made me one? If I hate you and myself and the world; who made me hate it? I was born freeas free as you are。  Why should I be sent to herd with beasts; and condemned to this slavery; worse than death?  Tell me that; Maurice Freretell me that!〃 〃I didn't make the laws;〃 says Frere; 〃why do you attack me?〃
  〃Because you are what I was。  You are FREE!  You can do as you please。 You can love; you can work; you can think。  I can only hate!〃 He paused as if astonished at himself; and then continued; with a low laugh。 〃Fine words for a convict; eh!  But; never mind; it's all right; Mr。 Frere; we're equal now; and I sha'n't die an hour sooner than you; though you are a 'free man'!〃
  Frere began to think that he was dealing with another madman。
  〃Die!  There's no need to talk of dying;〃 he said; as soothingly as it was possible for him to say it。  〃Time enough for that by…and…by。〃
  〃There spoke the free man。  We convicts have an advantage over you gentlemen。 You are afraid of death; we pray for it。  It is the best thing that can happen to us。  Die!  They were going to hang me once。 I wish they had。  My God; I wish they had!〃
  There was such a depth of agony in this terrible utterance that Maurice Frere was appalled at it。  〃There; go and sleep; my man;〃 he said。 〃You are knocked up。  We'll talk in the morning。〃
  〃Hold on a bit!〃 cried Rufus Dawes; with a coarseness of manner altogether foreign to that he had just assumed。  〃Who's with ye?〃
  〃The wife and daughter of the Commandant;〃 replied Frere; half afraid to refuse an answer to a question so fiercely put。
  〃No one else?〃
  〃No。〃 〃Poor souls!〃 said the convict; 〃I pity them。〃 And then he stretched himself; like a dog; before the blaze; and went to sleep instantly。  Maurice Frere; looking at the gaunt figure of this addition to the party; was completely puzzled how to act。  Such a character had never before come within the range of his experience。  He knew not what to make of this fierce; ragged; desperate man; who wept and threatened by turnswho was now snarling in the most repulsive bass of the convict gamut; and now calling upon Heaven in tones which were little less than eloquent。 At first he thought of precipitating himself upon the sleeping wretch and pinioning him; but a second glance at the sinewy; though wasted; limbs forbade him to follow out the rash suggestion of his own fears。 Then a horrible promptingarising out of his former cowardice made him feel for the jack…knife with which one murder had already been committed。  Their stock of provisions was so scanty; and after all; the lives of the woman and child were worth more than that of this unknown desperado!  But; to do him justice; the thought no sooner shaped itself than he crushed it out。  〃We'll wait till morning; and see how he shapes;〃 said Frere to himself; and pausing at the brushwood barricade; behind which the mother and daughter were clinging to each other; he whispered that he was on guard outside; and that the absconder slept。 But when morning dawned; he found that there was no need for alarm。 The convict was lying in almost the same position as that in which he had left him; and his eyes were closed。  His threatening outbreak of the previous night had been produced by the excitement of his sudden rescue; and he was now incapable of violence。  Frere advanced; and shook him by the shoulder。
  〃Not alive!〃 cried the poor wretch; waking with a start; and raising his arm to strike。  〃Keep off!〃
  〃It's all right;〃 said Frere。  〃No one is going to harm you。  Wake up。〃
  Rufus Dawes glanced around him stupidly; and then remembering what had happened; with a great effort; he staggered to his feet。 〃I thought they'd got me!〃 he said; 〃but it's the other way; I see。 Come; let's have breakfast; Mr。 Frere。  I'm hungry。〃
  〃You must wait;〃 said Frere。  〃Do you think there is no one here but yourself?〃
  Rufus Dawes; swaying to and fro from weakness; passed his shred of a cuff over his eyes。  〃I don't know anything about it。  I only know I'm hungry。〃
  Frere stopped short。  Now or never was the time to settle future relations。 Lying awake in the night; with the jack…knife ready to his hand; he had decided on the course of action that must be adopted。 The convict should share with the rest; but no more。  If he rebelled at that; there must be a trial of strength between them。  〃Look you here;〃 he said。 〃We have but barely enough food to serve us until help comesif it does come。 I have the care of that poor woman and child; and I will see fair play for their sakes。  You shall share with us to our last bit and drop; but; by Heaven; you shall get no more。〃
  The convict; stretching out his wasted arms; looked down upon them with the uncertain gaze of a drunken man。  〃I am weak now;〃 he said。 〃You have the best of me〃; and then he sank suddenly down upon the ground; exhausted。  〃Give me a drink;〃 he moaned; feebly motioning with his hand。 Frere got him water in the pannikin; and having drunk it; he smiled and lay down to sleep again。  Mrs。 Vickers and Sylvia; coming out while he still slept; recognized him as the desperado of the settlement。
  〃He was the most desperate man we had;〃 said Mrs。 Vickers; identifying herself with her husband。  〃Oh; what shall we do?〃
  〃He won't do much harm;〃 returned Frere; looking down at the notorious ruffian with curiosity。  〃He's as near dead as can be。〃
  Sylvia looked up at him with her clear child's glance。  〃We mustn't let him die;〃 said she。  〃That would be murder。〃  〃No; no;〃 returned Frere; hastily; 〃no one wants him to die。  But what can we do?〃
  〃I'll nurse him!〃 cried Sylvia。
  Frere broke into one of his coarse laughs; the first one that