Facing the Flag eBook

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Why has he severed himself from the world?  What has been his past?  If, as I suspect, this name of d’Artigas and this title of Count are assumed, what motive has he for hiding his identity?  Has he been banished, is he an outcast of society that he should have selected this place above all others?  Am I not in the power of an evildoer anxious to ensure impunity for his crimes and to defy the law by seeking refuge in this undiscoverable burrow?  I have the right of supposing anything in the case of this suspicious foreigner, and I exercise it.

Then the question to which I have never been able to suggest a satisfactory answer once more surges into my mind.  Why was Thomas Roch abducted from Healthful House in the manner already fully described?  Does the Count d’Artigas hope to force from him the secret of his fulgurator with a view to utilizing it for the defence of Back Cup in case his retreat should by chance be discovered?  Hardly.  It would be easy enough to starve the gang out of Back Cup, by preventing the tug from supplying them with provisions.  On the other hand, the schooner could never break through the investing lines, and if she did her description would be known in every port.  In this event, of what possible use would Thomas Roch’s invention be to the Count d’Artigas Decidedly, I cannot understand it!

About seven o’clock in the morning I jump out of bed.  If I am a prisoner in the cavern I am at least not imprisoned in my grotto cell.  The door yields when I turn the handle and push against it, and I walk out.

Thirty yards in front of me is a rocky plane, forming a sort of quay that extends to right and left.  Several sailors of the Ebba are engaged in landing bales and stores from the interior of the tug, which lays alongside a little stone jetty.

A dim light to which my eyes soon grow accustomed envelops the cavern and comes from a hole in the centre of the roof, through which the blue sky can be seen.

“It is from that hole that the smoke which can be seen for such a distance issues,” I say to myself, and this discovery suggests a whole series of reflections.

Back Cup, then, is not a volcano, as was supposed—­as I supposed myself.  The flames that were seen a few years ago, and the columns of smoke that still rise were and are produced artificially.  The detonations and rumblings that so alarmed the Bermudan fishers were not caused by the internal workings of nature.  These various phenomena were fictitious.  They manifested themselves at the mere will of the owner of the island, who wanted to scare away the inhabitants who resided on the coast.  He succeeded, this Count d’Artigas, and remains the sole and undisputed monarch of the mountain.  By exploding gunpowder, and burning seaweed swept up in inexhaustible quantities by the ocean, he has been able to simulate a volcano upon the point of eruption and effectually scare would-be settlers away!

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