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Thus now the threatening mob of buccaneers that came hastening to the theatre of that swift tragi-comedy were appeased by a dozen words of Cahusac's. Whilst still they hesitated, Blood added something to quicken their decision. "If you will come to our anchorage, you shall receive at once your share of the booty of the Santiago, that you may dispose of it as you please."
Presently, when they understood it, even Cahusac's French followers were carried off their feet by that wave of jocular enthusiasm, until in his truculent obstinacy Cahusac remained the only dissentient. He withdrew in mortification. Nor was he to be mollified until the following day brought him his revenge.
"So, I've refused them." "Refuse'!" Cahusac's broad face grew purple. A muttering from the men behind enheartened him. "You have refuse'? You have refuse' already and without consulting me?" "Your disagreement could have altered nothing. You'd have been outvoted, for Hagthorpe here was entirely of my own mind.
The Captain rose to receive him, bending his stalwart height to avoid striking the cabin roof with his head. Mademoiselle rose too. "Why this?" she asked Levasseur, pointing to her brother's pinioned wrists the remains of Cahusac's precautions. "I deplore it," said he. "I desire it to end. Let M. d'Ogeron give me his parole...."
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