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"Hurry up!" cried Asphlant, dealing him a blow, while another pirate, grasping him with both hands, dragged him along, Scudamore protesting that he should feel under obligations to the whole company as long as he lived. The pirates soon returned, exultingly bearing the chests of silver on their shoulders.
The trial of the Upper House ended badly. All were condemned to death; among them Moody, Asphlant, Simpson and Scudamore. Only one was acquitted Henry Glasby. His noble character was known by reputation; many owed their lives and property to his intercession; he had often attempted, at the risk of his life, to escape from the pirates, but was always captured. The court released him.
It wasn't so when I was young and Olonais was captain. "For a whole week we ate nothing but dry roots, and then we got food from the governor's table in the heart of Vera Cruz." "And you ventured to fight on land?" asked Asphlant, with an incredulous look.
"We need no knives, we'll tear them to pieces with our nails," said Asphlant. On arriving within gunshot range, the black flag suddenly fluttered from every masthead of the Sea Devil, and a bullet, hissing between the Royal Fortune's sails was the challenge to speak. The deepest silence reigned on Barthelemy's ship. The Sea Devil sailed close up to it, the Dutch consort remaining a little behind.
He recognized Rolls on the other ship and, seizing a lighted slow-match, rushed to the powder magazine, but met Henry Glasby standing with a drawn sword at the door. "What are you doing here?" he shrieked. "Keeping you back," replied Glasby, wrenching the match from his hand and stamping out the light. "Oho! Asphlant, Moody, here!" shouted Scudamore. "Here is a traitor.
He himself chose his men, among them Skyrme, Scudamore, the mate Henry Glasby, Asphlant, Moody, and Simpson, and felt so sure of capturing the brigantine before morning that, contrary to his custom, he did not see that the sloop was provided with a sufficient supply of provisions.
Asphlant did not utter a syllable in reply, but went to execute the order. The revellers continued their carouse. From time to time their conversation was interrupted by a blood-curdling death shriek, which silenced the bacchanalian songs for a moment and stopped the wine-cup on its way to their lips, but the next instant the talk was resumed.
"You could see that I had no guns, and therefore might have inferred that, if I had been in such straits that I was forced to throw them overboard, there would be no other ballast in the ship." "Devil take it!" roared Asphlant, throwing his cap on the deck, "have so many brave fellows eaten lead and drunk salt water for the sake of an empty box, full of rats? you are a cheat, captain.
Barthelemy ordered them to be placed on board their own vessel, while Scudamore showed the utmost zeal in helping the men, calling each, meanwhile, his dear, kind friend, a compliment which they repaid with all sorts of abusive epithets and the command not to touch their property. The last to come on deck was Asphlant, who said with great satisfaction: "We shall leave nothing here, captain!
Asphlant undertook to execute the command, but soon returned to report that the ship's cargo consisted of eighty negro slaves and, as he did not know whether one could kindle negroes, he had come to ask what to do with them. Barthelemy's eyes flashed with a fiendish delight. "Negroes?" he asked, grinding his teeth, "Throw them into the sea, they must learn to swim."
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