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She met the calm eyes watching her. "I've never handled a Yool. Why the switch?" "They're easy to handle. The reason for the switch is that you can't just stun someone with a Yool. It's better if we both stay armed, though it isn't really necessary so much money comes to play around here they can afford to keep the Uplands very thoroughly policed, and they do. But an ace in the hole never hurts."
Mihul stretched a little more for the next shot. Trigger wheeled matter-of-factly, dropping the Yool, left elbow close in to her side. Her left fist rammed solidly into Mihul's bare brown midriff, just under the arch of the rib cage. That punch, in those precise circumstances, would have paralyzed the average person. It didn't quite paralyze Mihul.
It was very humiliating, though my position was thus exalted, and very unromantic; and the rogue Jerry aggravated my feelings by pretending to pity me, though I guessed even then that he had arranged the plan beforehand with Yool and Cockle thus to entrap me. The seamen had descended towards the deck, leaving me bound in this ignominious manner.
"Yes; we may induce the captain to come and look for him," said Cousin Silas. "But suppose he will not," observed the doctor. "Then I, for one, will come back in the canoe, and not rest till I find him," exclaimed Ben Yool. "They can only kill and eat me at the worst, and they'll find I'm a precious tough morsel." "I'll keep you company, Ben," said I, taking his hand.
As her sails rose out of the water, we saw that she was a schooner. If we could but get on board her, we thought that we might again in time rejoin the Triton. We were very certain that Captain Frankland would not cease to look for us while a chance remained of our being discovered. Gradually we neared the schooner. I saw Cousin Silas and Ben Yool looking at her with great earnestness.
If we only strive for something in this world however noble, however great the position we shall altogether fall short, very short of the aim, the object of life." Mr Brand warmed with his subject, and much more he said of a similar nature, which I will not now repeat. Jerry and I listened very attentively, and old Ben Yool tried also to take in what he was saying.
Trigger already had the Yool out, but the gun was unfamiliar; she hesitated. Fascinated, she glanced from the speeding, soaring feather-balls to Mihul, watched the tall woman straighten for an overhead shot, left hand grasping right wrist to steady the lightweight Denton and in that particular instant Trigger knew exactly what was going to happen next. The Denton flicked forth one bolt.
"We shall have to cut away the mizzen-mast and the main-mast too," he answered. "Pleasant, won't it be?" I hoped that we should not be driven to this alternative. As soon as the captain had given the necessary orders for the safety of the ship, we heard him telling Ben Yool to go and look for us. "They be safe enough, sir," was the answer. "I see'd them after the squall."
Mr Brand had gone in an opposite direction, but, after waiting some time, Ben Yool came in. After he had heard our account he launched the canoe, and all three of us set off along the coast to the spot where Silva had last been seen. As we got near it we saw the doctor, and hailing him, told him what had occurred.
"Nonsense, Jerry," said I, half vexed with him, for I saw that he was inclined to give way to superstition. "If those sounds are not the effect of fancy, they must proceed from some human beings in distress; but what can be the matter is more than I can say." We found, on going forward, that Ben Yool had heard the cries, and was still listening, wondering what caused them.
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