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Chapter VIII THE ESCAPE
 Miss Jenny, sitting at the poop of the Dolphin, was anxiously waiting the Captain's return; when the latter went up to her she could not utter a word, but her eyes questioned James Playfair more eagerly than her lips could have done. The latter, with Crockston's help, informed the young girl of the facts relating to her father's imprisonment1. He said that he had carefully broached2 the subject of the prisoners of war to Beauregard, but, as the General did not seem disposed at all in their favour, he had thought it better to say no more about it, but think the matter over again.  
"Since Mr. Halliburtt is not free in the town, his escape will be more difficult; but I will finish my task, and I promise you, Miss Jenny, that the Dolphin shall not leave Charleston without having your father on board."
 
"Thank you, Mr. James; I thank you with my whole heart."
 
At these words James Playfair felt a thrill of joy through his whole being.
 
He approached the young girl with moist eyes and quivering lips; perhaps he was going to make an avowal3 of the sentiments he could no longer repress, when Crockston interfered4:
 
"This is no time for grieving," said he; "we must go to work, and consider what to do."
 
"Have you any plan, Crockston?" asked the young girl.
 
"I always have a plan," replied the American: "it is my peculiarity5."
 
"But a good one?" said James Playfair.
 
"Excellent! and all the ministers in Washington could not devise a better; it is almost as good as if Mr. Halliburtt was already on board."
 
Crockston spoke6 with such perfect assurance, at the same time with such simplicity7, that it must have been the most incredulous person who could doubt his words.
 
"We are listening, Crockston," said James Playfair.
 
"Good! You, Captain, will go to General Beauregard, and ask a favour of him which he will not refuse you."
 
"And what is that?"
 
"You will tell him that you have on board a tiresome8 subject, a scamp who has been very troublesome during the voyage, and excited the crew to revolt. You will ask of him permission to shut him up in the citadel9; at the same time, on the condition that he shall return to the ship on her departure, in order to be taken back to England, to be delivered over to the justice of his country."
 
"Good!" said James Playfair, half smiling, "I will do all that, and Beauregard will grant my request very willingly."
 
"I am perfectly10 sure of it," replied the American.
 
"But," resumed Playfair, "one thing is wanting."
 
"What is that?"
 
"The scamp."
 
"He is before you, Captain."
 
"What, the rebellious11 subject?"
 
"Is myself; don't trouble yourself about that."
 
"Oh! you brave, generous heart," cried Jenny, pressing the American's rough hands between her small white palms.
 
"Go, Crockston," said James Playfair; "I understand you, my friend; and I only regret one thing-that is, that I cannot take your place."
 
"Everyone his part," replied Crockston; "if you put yourself in my place you would be very much embarrassed, which I shall not be; you will have enough to do later on to get out of the harbour under the fire of the Feds and Rebs, which, for my part, I should manage very badly."
 
"Well, Crockston, go on."
 
"Once in the citadel-I know it-I shall see what to do, and rest assured I shall do my best; in the meanwhile, you will be getting your cargo12 on board."
 
"Oh, business is now a very unimportant detail," said the Captain.
 
"Not at all! And what would your Uncle Vincent say to that? We must join sentiment with work; it will prevent suspicion; but do it quickly. Can you be ready in six days?"
 
"Yes."
 
"Well, let the Dolphin be ready to start on the 22nd."
 
"She shall be ready."
 
"On the evening of the 22nd of January, you understand, send a gig with your best men to White Point, at the end of the town; wait there till nine o'clock, and then you will see Mr. Halliburtt and your servant."
 
"But how will you manage to effect Mr. Halliburtt's deliverance, and also escape yourself?"
 
"That's my look-out."
 
"Dear Crockston, you are going to risk your life then, to save my father!"
 
"Don't be uneasy, Miss Jenny, I shall risk absolutely nothing, you may believe me."
 
"Well," asked James Playfair, "when must I have you locked up?"
 
"To-day-you understand-I demoralise your crew; there is no time to be lost."
 
"Would you like any money? It may be of use to you in the citadel."
 
"Money to buy the gaoler! Oh, no, it would be a poor bargain; when one goes there the gaoler keeps the money and the prisoner! No, I have surer means than that; however, a few dollars may be useful; one must be able to drink, if needs be."
 
"And intoxicate13 the gaoler."
 
"No, an intoxicated14 gaoler would spoil everything. No, I tell you I have an idea; let me work it out."
 
"Here, my good fellow, are ten dollars."
 
"It is too much, but I will return what is over."
 
"Well, then, are you ready?"
 
"Quite ready to be a downright rogue15."
 
"Let us go to work, then."
 
"Crockston," said the young girl, in a faltering16 voice, "you are the best man on earth."
 
"I know it," replied the American, laughing good-humouredly. "By the by, Captain, an important item."
 
"What is that?"
 
"If the General proposes to hang your rebel-you know that military men like sharp work-"
 
"Well, Crockston?"
 
"Well, you will say that you must think about it."
 
"I promise you I will."
 
The same day, to the great astonishment17 of the crew, who were not in the secret, Crockston, with his feet and hands in irons, was taken on shore by a dozen sailors, and half an hour after, by Captain James Playfair's request, he was led through the streets of the town, and, in spite of his resistance, was imprisoned18 in the citadel.
 
During this and the following days the unloading of the Dolphin was rapidly accomplished19; the steam cranes lifted out the European cargo to make room for the native goods. The people of Charleston, who were present at this interesting work, helped the sailors, whom they held in great respect, but the Captain did not leave the brave fellows much time for receiving compliments; he was constantly behind them, and urged them on with a feverish20 activity, the reason of which the sailors could not suspect.
 
Three days later, on the 18th of January, the first bales of cotton began to be packed in the hold: although James Playfair troubled himself no more about it, the firm of Playfair and Co. were making an excellent bargain, having obtained the cotton which encumbered21 the Charleston wharves22 at very far less than its value.
 
In the meantime no news had been heard of Crockston. Jenny, without saying anything about it, was a prey23 to
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