“格洛里亚斯科特”号三桅帆船16（在线收听）

“‘One evening, about the third week after our start, the doctor had come down to see one of the prisoners who was ill, and putting his hand down on the bottom of his bunk he felt the outline of the pistols. If he had been silent he might have blown the whole thing, but he was a nervous little chap, so he gave a cry of surprise and turned so pale that the man knew what was up in an instant and seized him. He was gagged before he could give the alarm, and tied down upon the bed. He had unlocked the door that led to the deck, and we were through it in a rush. The two sentries were shot down, and so was a corporal who came running to see what was the matter. There were two more soldiers at the door of the state-room, and their muskets seemed not to be loaded, for they never fired upon us, and they were shot while trying to fix their bayonets. Then we rushed on into the captain's cabin, but as we pushed open the door there was an explosion from within, and there he lay with his brains smeared over the chart of the Atlantic which was pinned upon the table, while the chaplain stood with a smoking pistol in his hand at his elbow. The two mates had both been seized by the crew, and the whole business seemed to be settled.

“‘The state-room was next the cabin, and we flocked in there and flopped down on the settees, all speaking together, for we were just mad with the feeling that we were free once more. There were lockers all round, and Wilson, the sham chaplain, knocked one of them in, and pulled out a dozen of brown sherry. We cracked off the necks of the bottles, poured the stuff out into tumblers, and were just tossing them off, when in an instant without warning there came the roar of muskets in our ears, and the saloon was so full of smoke that we could not see across the table. When it cleared again the place was a shambles. Wilson and eight others were wriggling on the top of each other on the floor, and the blood and the brown sherry on that table turn me sick now when I think of it. We were so cowed by the sight that I think we should have given the job up if had not been for Prendergast. He bellowed like a bull and rushed for the door with all that were left alive at his heels. Out we ran, and there on the poop were the lieutenent and ten of his men. The swing skylights above the saloon table had been a bit open, and they had fired on us through the slit. We got on them before they could load, and they stood to it like men; but we had the upper hand of them, and in five minutes it was all over. My God! Was there ever a slaughter-house like that ship! Predergast was like a raging devil, and he picked the soldiers up as if they had been children and threw them overboard alive or dead. There was one sergeant that was horribly wounded and yet kept on swimming for a surprising time, until some one in mercy blew out his brains. When the fighting was over there was no one left of our enemies except just the warders, the mates, and the doctor.

“‘It was over them that the great quarrel arose. There were many of us who were glad enough to win back our freedom, and yet who had no wish to have murder on our souls. It was one thing to knock the soldiers over with their muskets in their hands, and it was another to stand by while men were being killed in cold blood. Eight of us, five convicts and three sailors, said that we would not see it done. But there was no moving Predergast and those who were with him. Our only chance of safety lay in making a clean job of it, said he, and he would not leave a tongue with power to wag in a witness-box. It nearly came to our sharing the fate of the prisoners, but at last he said that if we wished we might take a boat and go. We jumped at the offer, for we were already sick of these blookthirsty doings, and we saw that there would be worse before it was done.

“‘在该船开航后第三个星期的一天晚上，医生来给一个犯人看病。他把手伸到犯人一床一铺下面，摸一到了手槍的轮廓。如果他当时不动声色，就可能使我们的事情全部告吹，但他是个胆小表，惊叫一声，面无血色，这就使那个囚徒立即明白了是怎么回事，并将他抓住。他来不及发出警报，嘴便被堵住，绑到一床一上。医生来时打开了通往甲板的门上的锁，我们就通过此门，一拥而上。两个哨兵中弹倒地，一个班长跑来看看发生了什么事，也遭到同样下场。另有两个兵士把着官舱的门，他们的火槍似乎没有装火药，因为根本就没向我们开火。他们在打算上刺刀时中弹身亡。在我们一拥冲入船长室时，里面已响起了槍声，推门一看，只见船长已倒下，脑髓把钉在桌上的大西洋航海图都染污了，而牧师站在死一尸一旁，手里拿的手槍还在冒烟呢。两个船副早已就擒，整个事情看来大功告成。

“‘官舱紧一靠船长室，我们一窝蜂奔到那里，在长靠椅上一坐，一起畅谈起来，因为觉得又一次恢复了自一由而欣喜若狂。官舱的四周都是货箱，冒牌牧师威尔逊弄来一箱，拿出二十瓶褐色葡萄酒。我们打碎瓶颈，把酒倒进酒杯，正待举杯痛饮，突然出其不意听到一阵槍声，官舱里顿时烟雾弥漫，隔着桌子竟看不见东西了。等到烟消雾散，这里已是血肉横飞。威尔逊和其他八个人倒在地上垂死挣扎，至今我想起那桌上的血和褐色葡萄酒还觉得恶心。我们一见这情景就吓坏了。我想当时要不是多亏了普伦德加斯特，那一定全完了。他象公牛一般，一声怒吼冲出门去，所有活着的人也都随他一拥而出。我们冲到舱外，看见船尾站着中尉和他手下的十个士兵，官舱上有一个旋转天窗，正对着桌子上方，稍稍打开一些，他们就从隙缝中向我们射击。我们趁他们来不及重新装填火药，冲上前去。他们虽然英勇抵抗，但我们占了上风，战斗不到五分钟就把他们全解决了。我的天啊！这只帆船简直象一个屠宰场！普伦德加斯特就象狂怒的魔鬼，把一个又一个的士兵象小孩一样提起来，不管死活，通通扔到海里。有一个中士伤势很重，还出人意外地泅游了很长时间，直到某个善人一槍打碎他的脑袋才肯罢休。战斗结束，只剩下两个狱卒、两个船副和一名医生，其余敌人已全部消灭。

“‘对剩下的这几个敌人怎样处置，我们发生了争论。许多人欣喜夺回了自一由，打心眼儿里不愿意再杀人。杀死手执武器的士兵是一回事，对冷酷无情地残杀人而无动于衷则是另一回事。我们八个人，五个犯人和三个水手说，我们不愿看见杀死他们，但普伦德加斯特和他的一伙人却无动于衷。他说，我们求得安全的唯一机会就是把事情干利落，他不愿留一个活口将来站到证人席上去饶舌。这差一点儿又使我们遭到拘禁，不过他终于答应说，如果我们愿意，就可以乘小艇离开他们。我们对这个建议欣然答应，因为早已厌恶这种血腥的勾当，我们明白这次杀人之后，还会有更残酷的事发生。