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"So you experienced the same circumstances as the Bounty mutineers on Pitcairn Island."
"Exactly. I knew there would soon be trouble, and I designed a schedule for the women to be divided equally among the men. Not a scheme to everybody's liking, of course, especially the women. But I knew of no other way to prevent bloodshed."
"Under the circumstances, I would have to agree with you."
"All I succeeded in doing was hastening the inevitable. The convict John Winkleman murdered able-seaman Reed over Marion Adams, and Jess Dorsett refused to share Betsy Fletcher with anyone.
When George Pryor attempted to rape Fletcher, Dorsett beat his brains in with a rock."
"And then you were six."
Scaggs nodded. "Tranquility finally reigned on the island when John Winkleman married Marion Adams and Jess married Betsy."
"Married?" Carlisle snorted in righteous indignation. "How was that possible?"
"Have you forgotten, Abner?" Scaggs said with a grin cracking his thin lips. "As a ship's captain I was empowered to perform the ceremony."
"By not actually standing on the deck of your ship, I must say you stretched matters a bit."
"I have no regrets. We all lived in harmony until ship's carpenter Thomas Cochran and I sailed away."
"Did you and Cochran not have desire for the women?"
Scaggs' laughter turned into a brief coughing spell. Carlisle gave him a glass of water. When he recovered, Scaggs said, "Whenever my thoughts became carnal, I envisioned my sweet wife, Lucy. I vowed to her that I would always return from a voyage as chaste as I left."
"And the carpenter?"
.'Cochran, as fate would have it, preferred the company of men."
It was Carlisle's turn to laugh. "You picked a strange lot to share your adventures."
"Before long we had built comfortable shelters out of rock and conquered boredom by constructing many ingenious devices to make our existence more enjoyable. Cochran's carpentry skill became particularly useful once we found proper woodworking tools."
"How did this come about?"
"After about fourteen months, a severe gale drove a French naval sloop onto the rocks at the southern end of the island. Despite our efforts to save them, the entire crew perished as the pounding of the breakers broke up their ship around them. When the seas calmed two days later, we recovered fourteen bodies and buried them next to George Pryor and Alfred Reed. Then Dorsett and I, who were the strongest swimmers, launched a diving operation to recover whatever objects from the wreck we might find useful. Within three weeks we had salvaged a small mountain of goods, materials and tools. Cochran and I now possessed the necessary implements to build a boat sturdy enough to carry us to Australia."
"What of the women? How did Betsy and Marion fare?" queried Carlisle.
Scaggs' eyes took on a sad look. "Poor Marion, she was kind and true, a modest servant girl who had been convicted of stealing food from her master's pantry. She died giving birth to a daughter. John Winkleman was horribly dis
traught. He went mad and tried to kill the baby. We tied him to a tree for four days until he finally got hold of his senses. But he was never quite the same again. He rarely spoke a word from that time until I left the island."
"And Betsy?"
"Cut from a different cloth, that one. Strong as a coal miner. She carried her weight with any man.
Gave birth to two boys in as many years as well as nursing Marion's child. Dorsett and Betsy were devoted to each other."
"Why didn't they come with you?"
"Best they stayed on the island. I offered to plead for their release with the governor, but they didn't dare take the chance, and rightly so. As soon as they'd have landed in Australia, the penal constables would have grabbed the children and distributed them as orphans. Betsy's fate was probably to become a wool spinner in the filthy squalor of the female factory at Parramatta, while Jess was sure to end up in the convict barracks at Sydney. They'd likely never have seen their boys and each other again. I promised them that as long as I lived they'd remain forgotten along with the lost souls of the Gladiator."
"And Winkleman too?"
Scaggs nodded. "He moved to a cave inside the mountain at the north end of the island and lived alone."
Carlisle sat silent and reflected on the remarkable story Scaggs had related. "All these years you've never revealed their existence."
