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She had not half the force of the Bellevite, either in men or guns, and it had been proved that her speed could not save her. But all the chances of accidents were to be incurred, and no one could predict the final result. Christy and Beeks went below, and seated themselves in the wardroom of the ship.
The natural strength of his position along the ridges, which were like a great bony hand outstretched through Flanders, with streams or "beeks," as they are called, flowing in the valleys which ran between the fingers of that clawlike range, were strengthened by chains of little concrete forts or "pill-boxes," as our soldiers called them, so arranged that they could defend one another by enfilade machine-gun fire.
The sounds were now more tangible. Occasionally there were a few raps with a hammer, but the most of them were the orders of the person in charge. "I don't believe there are more than a dozen men there," whispered Flint. "More than that, I should say; but even if there are two dozen, it is all the same. Take off the mufflers from the oars, Beeks," continued Christy.
She has not fired a shot for some time, and she cannot without coming to. I should say she might as well do one thing as another. She can't run away from the Bellevite, and she may as well take her chances in a fight as a run." "But the Bellevite does not seem to be handling her great gun at a very lively rate," suggested Beeks.
Christy spoke to Sampson through the tube, and the result was a further reduction in the speed of the steamer, Beeks, who was at one side of the wheel while the lieutenant was at the other, seemed to be a little nervous as the depth diminished; and if he had spoken his thought, he would have expressed his surprise that his superior officer was running the steamer so near the shore, with the apparent intention of going still nearer.
"But I do not see that you can beat off the assailants if they happen to get alongside of the Bellevite," suggested Mrs. Passford. "There are only four of you at the most." "I hope for re-enforcements," replied Christy, as he rang a bell for a servant. "Beeks and Thayer, two of the quartermasters, live in the village; Mr.
"All ready, sir," reported Beeks, coming up to them at this moment. "How far is the entrance to the sound from Fort Pickens, Mr. Passford?" asked Flint. "About four miles." "Then why should they choose such a night as this for their work?"
Christy told them that they might have some very heavy work to do before they returned to the ship, and he did not wish to use up their strength unnecessarily. "Now, keep her east by north for a couple of miles, Beeks," continued Christy. "That will be as far as we have occasion to go in this direction.
Still nothing could be seen, and Christy knew that there was a point of nearness where something could be discerned even in any gloom of night. He permitted the boat to continue on its course, till he could very dimly make out an object ahead. "Way enough," he whispered to Beeks. The coxswain raised both hands, and made a gesture with them, which was the signal for the men to cease rowing.
The graves at home always seemed to me to be miserable, especially those in the cold damp clay, and without elbow room; but I have nothing to do but wait till He who is over all decides where I have to lay me down and die. Poor Mary lies on Shupanga brae, "and beeks fornent the sun." Came to the Chando River, which is the boundary between Casembe and Chikumbi; but Casembe is over all.
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