“格洛里亚斯科特”号三桅帆船17（在线收听）

We were given a suit of sailor togs each, a barrel of water, two casks, one of junk and one of biscuits, and a compass. Prendergast threw us over a chart, told us that we were shipwrecked mariners whose ship had foundered in Lat. 15° and Long. 25° west, and then cut the painter and let us go.

“‘And now I come to the most surprising part of my story, my dear son. The seamen had hauled the fore-yard aback during the rising, but now as we left them they brought it square again, and as there was a light wind from the north and east the bark began to draw slowly away from us. Our boat lay, rising and falling, upon the long, smooth rollers, and Evans and I, who were the most educated of the party, were sitting in the sheets working out our position and planning what coast we should make for. It was a nice question, for the Cape de Verds were about five hundred miles to the north of us, and the African coast about seven hundred to the east. On the whole, as the wind was coming round to the north, we thought that Sierra Leone might be best, and turned our head in that direction, the bark being at that time nearly hull down on our starboard quarter. Suddenly as we looked at her we saw a dense black cloud of smoke shoot up from her, which hung like a monstrous tree upon the sky line. A few seconds later a roar like thunder burst upon our ears, and as the smoke thinned away there was no sign left of the Gloria Scott. In an instant we swept the boat's head round again and pulled with all our strength for the place where the haze still trailing over the water marked the scene of this catastrophe.

“‘It was a long hour before we reached it, and at first we feared that we had come too late to save any one. A splintered boat and a number of crates and fragments of spars rising and falling on the waves showed us where the vessel had foundered; but there was no sign of life, and we had turned away in despair when we heard a cry for help, and saw at some distance a piece of wreckage with a man lying stretched across it. When we pulled him aboard the boat he proved to be a young seaman of the name of Hudson, who was so burned and exhausted that he could give us no account of what had happened until the following morning.

“‘It seemed that after we had left, Prendergast and his gang had proceeded to put to death the five remaining prisoners. The two warders had been shot and thrown overboard, and so also had the third mate. Prendergast then descended into the 'tween-decks and with his own hands cut the throat of the unfortunate surgeon. There only remained the first mate, who was a bold and active man. When he saw the convict approaching him with the bloody knife in his hand he kicked off his bonds, which he had somehow contrived to loosen, and rushing down the deck he plunged into the after-hold. A dozen convicts, who descended with their pistols in search of him, found him with a match-box in his hand seated beside an open powder-barrel, which was one of a hundred carried on board, and swearing that he would blow all hands up if he were in any way molested. An instant later the explosion occurred, though Hudson thought it was caused by the misdirected bullet of one of the convicts rather than the mate's match. Be the cause what I may, it was the end of the Gloria Scott and of the rabble who held command of her.

于是，他发给我们每人一套水手服，一桶淡水，一小桶腌牛肉，一小桶饼干和一个指南针。普伦德加斯特扔给我们一张航海图，告诉我们要说我们是一艘失事船只的水手，船是在北纬十五度，西经二十五度沉没的。然后他割断缆索，听凭我们漂流而去。

“‘我亲一爱一的儿子，现在我要讲到这个故事最惊人的情节了。在一騷一乱的时候，水手们曾经落帆逆风行驶，但在我们离开之后，他们又扬起风帆，乘东北风离开我们缓缓驶去。我们的小艇便随平稳起伏的波涛前进。这伙人里，只有我和伊文斯受教育最多。我俩坐下来查看海图，确定我们所在的地点，计划向何处海岸行驶。这是一个需要慎重对待的问题，因为向北约五百英里是佛得角群岛，向东约七百英里是非洲海岸。由于风向转北，我们基本上确认向塞拉利昂行驶比较好，于是便掉转船首向此方向驶去。这时从小艇向后方看，三桅帆船已不见船身，只见船桅。我们正在向它眺望，突然看到一股浓密的黑烟直升而起，象一棵怪树悬在天际。几秒钟以后，一声雷鸣般巨响震人耳鼓，等到烟消雾散，“格洛里亚斯科特”号帆船已渺无踪影。我们立即掉转船首，全力向该处驶去，那依然缭绕的海面烟尘反映了该船遇难的惨状。

“‘我们用了很长时间才到达那里，开始我们怕来得太晚，救不出什么人了。只见一条支离破碎的小船和一些断桅残板随波起伏，这显示出帆船的沉没地点，但未见活人踪影。在我们失望地掉转船头时，忽听有人呼救，这才看到不远处有一个人直一挺一挺地横躺在一块残板上。我们把他拖到船上一看，原来是一个叫赫德森的年轻水手，他被烧伤，筋疲力尽，口不能言，直到第二天清早，才把事情经过告诉我们。

“‘原来，在我们离开以后，普伦德加斯特和他那一伙人就动手杀害那剩下来的五个被囚禁的人。他把两个狱卒槍毙后扔进海里，对三副也如法炮制。普伦德加斯特下到中舱亲手割断了可怜的医生的喉咙。这时只剩下勇敢机智的大副本人。他见普伦德加斯特手持血淋淋的屠刀向他走来，便挣开事先设法弄松了的绑索，跑上甲板，一头钻进尾舱。有十二个罪犯手持手槍向他冲来，只见他手里拿着一盒火柴坐在火药桶边，这桶火药已经打开，船上共载着一百桶火药。大副发誓说，谁要是动他一下，他就叫全船人同归于尽。话犹未了就发生了爆炸。赫德森认为这是一个罪犯开槍误中了火药桶，而不是大副用火柴点着的。但不管原因何在，反正“格洛里亚斯科特”号帆船和那些劫船暴徒就此完结。