"You remember Skrabblag, don't yer, matey? Hahah-aharr!"
Thick fog had dropped upon the sea, and the waters ran smooth, almost waveless. From her point at the tiller, Mariel could not make out the other end of the ship. One thing became apparent: they were becalmed, lying on the unrippled waters in the midst of the heavy dripping mist.
Tarquin brought food to her side. "Absolutely dreadful this bally fog, wot? Shouldn't bother us though, old gel. As soon as we move again at least it'll be in the right directionthe jolly little swallow feller'll see to that."
"Right, Tarquin. Where's Dandin and Durry? I haven't seen them for a while."
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"For'ard I think that's the right nautical jargon. They've found some line an' fancy their paws as fish-erbeasts."
Mariel leaned on the tiller, gnawing at a cold oatcake as she stared about her into the blank whiteness. "Funny, isn't itthe fog seems to be ten times thicker at sea than on land. If you stare into it long enough you begin to see all sorts of odd shapes looming up on you."
"Hmm, quite eerie. I never liked it when I was at Salamandastron, y'know. Beastly stuff. It's like bein' surrounded by steam from a kettle, 'cept that it's all chilly an' clammy. Brrrr!"
"Hsst, Tarquin. Did you hear something?"
"No, unless it's those other two up at the front of the boatbeg pardon I mean the for'ard end."
"Yaaaaah look out!"
Crrrraaassshhh!!!
The burned-out hulk quivered as the high prow of the searat galley Seatalon rammed her amidships, heeling her high out of the water. The burnt timbers shattered under the impact as the hulk overturned and smashed completely in two pieces. Mariel grabbed the metal swallow before being hurled off into the fog. She hit the waters with a dull splash. All around she could hear shouting and confusion.
"Cap'n Catseyes, we've struck a vessel!"
"Then board 'er, you bilgeswillin's. See if there's any pickin's t' be had. Where away is she now?"
"We've rammed 'er in the fog, Cap'n. She's broke in two. Can't see a thing in this cursed fog!"
"Is Seatalon damaged, Fishtail?"
"No, Cap'n. We're all right. The other one broke right easy, though. Must've been some sort o' wreck, eh?"
"Aye, it'll be sunk by now."
"Cap'n Catseyes, there's two beasts in the sea!"
"Well, hook 'em out. Don't stand there dreamin'!"
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"Look, it's a mouse an' a hedgepig!"
"Haul 'em aboard, pump the water outta them an'
bring 'em t' my cabin."
oo
Mariel trod water, holding the swallow between her teeth, the Gullwhacker about her neck weighing heavily in the sea. Cries from the searat ship died away into the fog, and now she was alone on the deep, shrouded by the all-enveloping mists and without her companions. Suddenly something grabbed her footpaws and pulled her under. Kicking madly she wriggled and fought underwater. The mousemaid lashed out, connecting hard with something. Whatever it was had let go of her. Mariel fought her way to the surface, and emerged next to Tarquin, who was spitting water and gurgling.
"Gwaawhg! I must've gone right t' the bottom then. I say, was that your paws I grabbed hold of?"
Mariel was overjoyed to see her friend. "Tarquin, it's you!"
"I'll say it is. Who did you expect, a fish with fur an' ears?"
"It was a searat ship that rammed us. They've got Dandin and Durry aboard. I heard them call it the Seatalon."
"Oh, corks. Dandin 'n' Durry captured by searats! WhatTl we do?"
"What can we do?"
"Which way did this Seatalon go?"
"Over that way, I thinkthough it's hard to tell in this fog."
"Then there's only one thing for it, we'll have to swim after it and see if we can get our friends back. Come on."
They struck out into the fogged sea, swimming as hard and as fast as they could. After a while, Tarquin halted, treading water as he floated.
'"Sno use, Mariel. Whew, I'm out of breath!"
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"Me too. We could be going in circles in this fog."
"Then I vote we just float here until it clears. D'you want my harolina? It makes rather a good float."
"We'll both use it, then."
Together they rested their paws on the instrument. It buoyed them slightly, and they kicked their legs slowly to keep afloat.
"Well, this is a pretty mess we're in and no mistake."
"How far do you suppose we are from shore, Tarquin?"
"No idea, old scout. It's sink or swim from here on in. I say, I'm famished. You don't happen to have any tucker on you . . . ?"
"Sorry, all I had was that cold oatcake, and I lost that in the wreck."
"Ah well, at least we won't make a nice fat meal for any fishes that are feelin' peckish. I suppose there are fishes around here."
"Could be, might be one or two big ones with huge mouths and sharp teeth ..."
"Steady on, miss! You could scare a chap out of a season's growth, talkin' like that."
oo
Mariel and Tarquin lost all reckoning of distance or position as they floated for what seemed like endless hours. Gradually the fog began to thin, giving way to slightly choppy water and mists, which were soon dispelled by a stiff breeze. There was not much to see no sight of the searat galley, nor of land; they were completely surrounded by rising waves. Helping each other as best as they could, the two friends conserved their energy by floating, only swimming when the seas became too rough. Mariel looked up at the sky; evening was not far off.
"It gets cold on the sea at night."
"Hmm, y'don't say. It's blinkin' cold enough now. My paws have gone all dead an' shrivelled with the salt water."
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"Mine too. Tarquin, I'm sorry I got you into this. I should have traveled alone. Now Dandin and Durry are the prisoners of searats and we're not going to last long out here."
"Oh, nonsense, old miss mousy. I wouldn't have had it any other bally way. None of it was your fault. We'd have come along whether you liked it or not. Now stop that kind o' talk an' save your breath."
"You're a good friend Tarquin L. Woodsorrel. I won't forget you."
"Should jolly well hope not. Rosie too. Hope she thinks of old Tarkers feedin' the fish now an' then. Oh, Rosie, you'll never find another as devil-may-care an' handsome as me, poor old thing!"
Mariel draped her Gullwhacker across the harolina. Her limbs were beginning to tire; seawater lapped into her mouth and she spluttered.
"I say, why don't you take the swallow out of your mouth an' tie it round your neck?"
"Good idea, Tarquin. Thank you."
"Oh dear, there's the jolly old sun beginnin' to set."
"I'm so tired, I could lie back in the water and go to sleep."
"Steady on theredon't start talkin' like that. Here, I'll hold you up for a bit."
"No, Tarquin, you need all your energy to stay afloat yourself."
"Fiddle-de-dee! I've got energy I haven't even used yet. There, how's that, Mariel Gullwhacker?"
"That's fine, Tarquin. But you won't be able to keep us both up for long."
"S'pose not, but when that time comes we'll sink together, wot?"