BIGGLES FLIES
WEST
By Captain W.
E. Johns
X. WHAT HAPPENED TO BIGGLES (Pages 152 - 160)
As the wreck of the aircraft was swept
out to sea and out of sight round the rocks, Biggles position was not quite as
desperate as it appeared to be. The
tanks were half empty and the air filled wings that
still trailed behind the hull, gave a certain degree of buoyancy. As the aircraft passed close to an islet, a
rock separate from the island, Biggles jumps into the sea when there is a lull
in the waves and he just manages to make it to an out jutting crag, where he hangs
on for dear life. He is then able to
drag himself above the water line and climb up to the top where to his
surprise, he finds the stones hand-hewn in a great blocks
and an old pirate fort. “Placed at
intervals, some pointing landward and some seaward, were six old-fashioned iron
cannon on rotting wooden carriages. Small heaps of cannon-balls lay beside
them”. Biggles wants to signal to Algy
and Ginger that he is safe, but they are not in sight. “For once he was utterly sick at heart. Dick’s fate, which he did not for one moment
doubt, depressed him to the point of complete dejection. He had grown fond of the lad with his
ever-ready cockney wit. The other
things, bad as they were, did not really matter. The expedition had gone to pieces. They had
lost two machines and all their belongings. They were stranded on an unknown
island, without food, without clothes, without weapons – in fact, without
anything. Never in all their adventures
had they been in such a plight”. Biggles
explores the fort and goes down some steps into the heart of the islet. It is illuminated by some cunningly cut
apertures in the rock, which admitted just enough twilight for him to make out
details. Here he finds cannon, musket,
grapeshot and gunpowder, as well as old clothes, and two skeletons. Biggles decides to put on some of the clothes
as protection against briers and mosquitoes which he suspected would soon
appear. “He selected three garments: a
shirt woven in a pattern of broad horizontal bands, a pair of reddish coloured
breeches, and a spotted handkerchief to tie about his head”. He also found a pair of old boots that fitted
him and added a brace of pistols, some bullets and a flask of powder. When the sea has calmed down and the tide
ebbed considerably, Biggles is able to swim on his back to the island, holding
the items he had taken, wrapped in tarpaulin, clear of the water. On the shore, he puts the clothes on and
loads the pistols. Then he sets off,
cutlass in hand for where Dick had fallen in the water. Reaching a barrier of rock, Biggles eats
coconut and drinks the milk with relish.
Then he lays down to rest until morning.
He is awoken by a scream and sees “an enormous negro” (‘enormous
black man’ in the Red Fox reprint) kneeling and reaching down for
something. He sees Dick dragged up and “he
saw the negro’s arm go up, and caught the flash of steel. Whipping out a pistol
and dashing forward, then taking careful aim, he fired. “The negro twitched convulsively. Dick slumped to the ground. A razor tinkled on the rock. Biggles ran forward again just as the negro
pitched headlong”. (All of the last three references to ‘negro’ are changed
to ‘man’ in the Red Fox reprint).