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In the cabin； then； a silence fell； broken； at first； only by the sough of the oars turning in the leathern cases。 Every man upon the benches felt the shame； Ben…Hur more keenly than his companions。 He would have put it away at any price。 Soon the clanking of the fetters notified him of the progress the chief was making in his round。 He would come to him in turn； but would not the tribune interpose for him？
The thought may be set down to vanity or selfishness； as the reader pleases； it certainly； at that moment； took possession of Ben…Hur。 He believed the Roman would interpose； anyhow； the circumstance would test the man's feelings。 If； intent upon the battle； he would but think of him； it would be proof of his opinion formedproof that he had been tacitly promoted above his associates in miserysuch proof as would justify hope。
Ben…Hur waited anxiously。 The interval seemed like an age。 At every turn of the oar he looked towards the tribune； who； his simple preparations made； lay down upon the couch and composed himself to rest； whereupon number sixty chid himself； and laughed grimly； and resolved not to look that way again。
The hortator approached。 Now he was at number onethe rattle of the iron links sounded horribly。 At last number sixty！ Calm from despair； Ben…Hur held his oar at poise； and gave his foot to the officer。 Then the tribune stirredsat upbeckoned to the chief。
A strong revulsion seized the Jew。 From the hortator； the great man glanced at him； and when he dropped his oar all the section of the ship on his side seemed aglow。 He heard nothing of what was said； enough that the chain hung idly from its staple in the bench； and that the chief； going to his seat； began to beat the sounding…board。 The notes of the gavel were never so like music。 With his breast against the leaded handle； he pushed with all his mightpushed until the shaft bent as if about to break。
The chief went to the tribune； and； smiling； pointed to number sixty。
〃What strength！〃 he said。
〃And what spirit！〃 the tribune answered。 〃Perpol！ He is better without the irons。 Put them on him no more。〃
So saying； he stretched himself upon the couch again。
The ship sailed on hour after hour under the oars in water scarcely rippled by the wind。 And the people not on duty slept； Arrius in his place； the marines on the floor。
OncetwiceBen…Hur was relieved； but he could not sleep。 Three years of night； and through the darkness a sunbeam at last！ At sea adrift and lost； and now land！ Dead so long； and； lo！ the thrill and stir of resurrection。 Sleep was not for such an hour。 Hope deals with the future； now and the past are but servants that wait on her with impulse and suggestive circumstance。 Starting from the favor of the tribune； she carried him forward indefinitely。 The wonder is； not that things so purely imaginative as the results she points us to can make us so happy； but that we can receive them as so real。 They must be as gorgeous poppies under the influence of which； under the crimson and purple and gold； reason lies down the while； and is not。 Sorrows assuaged； home and the fortunes of his house restored； mother and sister in his arms once moresuch were the central ideas which made him happier that moment than he had ever been。 That he was rushing； as on wings； into horrible battle had； for the time； nothing to do with his thoughts。 The things thus in hope were unmixed with doubtsthey WERE。 Hence his joy so full； so perfect； there was no room in his heart for revenge。 Messala； Gratus； Rome； and all the bitter； passionate memories connected with them； were as dead plaguesmiasms of the earth above which he floated； far and safe； listening to singing stars。
The deeper darkness before the dawn was upon the waters； and all things going well with the Astroea； when a man； descending from the deck； walked swiftly to the platform where the tribune slept； and awoke him。 Arrius arose； put on his helmet； sword； and shield； and went to the commander of the marines。
〃The pirates are close by。 Up and ready！〃 he said； and passed to the stairs； calm； confident； insomuch that one might have thought； 〃Happy fellow！ Apicius has set a feast for him。〃
CHAPTER V
Every soul aboard； even the ship； awoke。 Officers went to their quarters。 The marines took arms； and were led out； looking in all respects like legionaries。 Sheaves of arrows and armfuls of javelins were carried on deck。 By the central stairs the oil…tanks and fire…balls were set ready for use。 Additional lanterns were lighted。 Buckets were filled with water。 The rowers in relief assembled under guard in front of the chief。 As Providence would have it； Ben…Hur was one of the latter。 Overhead he heard the muffled noises of the final preparationsof the sailors furling sail； spreading the nettings； unslinging the machines； and hanging the armor of bull…hide over the side。 Presently quiet settled about the galley again； quiet full of vague dread and expectation； which； interpreted； means READY。
At a signal passed down from the deck； and communicated to the hortator by a petty officer stationed on the stairs； all at once the oars stopped。
What did it mean？
Of the hundred and twenty slaves chained to the benches； not one but asked himself the question。 They were without incentive。 Patriotism； love of honor； sense of duty； brought them no inspiration。 They felt the thrill common to men rushed helpless and blind into danger。 It may be supposed the dullest of them； poising his oar； thought of all that might happen； yet could promise himself nothing； for victory would but rivet his chains the firmer； while the chances of the ship were his； sinking or on fire； he was doomed to her fate。
Of the situation without they might not ask。 And who were the enemy？ And what if they were friends； brethren； countrymen？ The reader； carrying the suggestion forward； will see the necessity which governed the Roman when； in such emergencies； he locked the hapless wretches to their seats。
There was little time； however； for such thought with them。 A sound like the rowing of galleys astern attracted Ben…Hur； and the Astroea rocked as if in the midst of countering waves。 The idea of a fleet at hand broke upon hima fleet in manoeuvre forming probably for attack。 His blood started with the fancy。
Another signal came down from the deck。 The oars dipped； and the galley started imperceptibly。 No sound from without； none from within； yet each man in the cabin instinctively poised himself for a shock； the very ship seemed to catch the sense； and hold its breath； and go crouched tiger…like。
In such a situation time is inappreciable； so that Ben…Hur could form no judgment of distance gone。 At last there was a sound of trumpets on deck； full； clear； long blown。 The chief beat the sounding…board until it rang； the rowers reached forward full length； and； deepening the dip of their oars； pulled suddenly with all their united force。 The galley； quivering in every timber； answered with a leap。 Other trumpets joined in the clamorall from the rear； none forwardfrom the latter quarter only a rising sound of voices in tumult heard briefly。 There was a mighty blow； the rowers in front of the chief's p