Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 27, 2025
"We cannot get her off," observed Mr Cammock, "but we can burn her, perhaps." "I will do it!" cried Jack. "Who will follow me?" Several men instantly volunteered, and Jack, jumping into the boat, led the way on board. The Frenchmen, perhaps, were not expecting an attack, for they made no resistance. Jack had snatched a slow-match as he left the other vessel.
The Frenchmen gathered thickly before them, and a tall figure, whom by his dress Jack saw was an officer, led them on, assailing Mr Cammock with great fury. His sword was about to descend on the head of the English lieutenant, when Jack, rushing between them, received the blow on his own blade, returning it with such interest that the French officer stretched his length on the deck.
You know as well as I do that at a word from us our friends outside would deal with you, and roughly. Give up your sword and " "And presto!" Cammock cried, "or take the consequences!" He had edged his way, while the Bishop spoke, round Ulick and round the head of the table. Now, with his foot on the bench, he was ready at a word to spring on the table, and take the Colonel in the rear.
The bravest men share this gift, and some whom the shock of conflict appals. Cammock and the Bishop belonged to the former class. Seized in a moment of activity, certain only that they were in hostile hands, and hurried, blind and helpless, to an unknown doom, they might have been pardoned had they succumbed to despair. But they did not succumb.
He levelled the pistol at the head of the nearest man, and though Flavia, with instant presence of mind, struck it up, the act helped little. Before Cammock could clear his blade, or his companions back up his resistance, four or five men, of Colonel John's following, flung themselves on them from behind. They were seized, strong arms pinioned them, knives were at their throats.
But in this remote spot, the notion of overthrowing the hated power by means of a few score pikes, stiffened by half as many sailors from the Spanish ship in the bay, did not seem preposterous, either to these poor folk or to their betters. Cammock, of course, knew the truth, and the Bishop.
"You, too, gentlemen," he said, addressing Cammock and the Bishop, "I am sorry that I have been forced to put you to so much discomfort. But I saw no other way of effecting my purpose. And," he went on with a smile, "if you ask my warranty for acting as I have acted " "I do!" the Bishop said between his teeth. The Admiral said nothing, but breathed hard.
"A thousand thanks to you!" the Bishop said. But, brave man as he was, the irony in his voice masked relief; and not then, but a moment later, he passed his handkerchief across his brow. Cammock said nothing, but the angry, bloodshot eyes which he fixed on the Colonel lost a little of their ferocity. "I say, I would not shrink from doing that," Colonel John continued mildly, "were it necessary.
During the interval we lie at the mercy of an informer. Your own people you know, and can trust to the last gossoon, I'm told. But the same cannot be said of this gentleman who has very fixed ideas and his servant. Our lives and the lives of others are in their hands, and it is of the last importance that they be kept secure and silent." "Ay, silent's the word," Cammock growled.
Among the first who stepped on board was a fine, active-looking young man, though, to the nautical eye, he had not much the look of a sailor. "Where have you served before, my man?" asked Mr Cammock, the first lieutenant; "and what do you know of seamanship?" "I have served nowhere, please you, sir," was the answer, "but I am ready to learn.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking