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That's your sort, sir," as he hauled up. "Why, some gals would ha' kicked and squealed and made no end o' fuss. Want this for Mr Denning, shan't us?" "Yes," I said, and at that moment, supporting the poor fellow below the arms, Mr Frewen and the mate helped Mr Denning into the cabin, panting heavily even from that little exertion. "I'll be as quick as I can," he sighed.
"We understand what we're up against, I assure you," Tom replied. "The plan is entirely Lieutenant Beverly's, sir. Sergeant Parmly has reason to get home before the La Bretagne reaches New York harbor, and she's already three days out. Learning this, our good friend here made a thrilling proposition, which we eagerly accepted. That's the story in a nutshell, Major Denning."
"Now," cried Mr Brymer, ramming down the tiller, and as we glided round the stern I cried "We are going to stay close by, Miss Denning." "Keep off!" roared Jarette, and he fired again. "The boat will be kept close at hand to help you and your brother." "Yes yes thank you," she cried shrilly. "God bless you all! I knew you would not "
He walked feebly but quickly to his cabin, shut the door after him, and then Mr Preddle went to his cabin, to come back directly, shaking his head. "Some one has taken all mine but one," he said. "The lid is off the box, and this is the only one left." "But your gun is loaded?" "Yes, there are two in that," replied Mr Preddle, "and I hope Mr Denning will be more fortunate in his search."
Marcus Gard, outwardly his determined, unbending self again, sat before his laden table, slave as ever to his tasks. Nine strokes chimed from the Gothic clock in the hall; already his busy day had begun. Denning entered unannounced, as was his special privilege, and stood for a moment in silence, looking at his friend.
"Oh, him!" growled Bob Hampton. "Well, they was done in a second-hand sort o' way." "Why, they were fastened the way you taught me, Bob!" I cried. "Well, sir, that's my modesty," said Bob, with a chuckle. "I can't say they were done now. Now, matey, stand up, we've got lots to do." "Can't," said Barney. "Then lie down till we've got a lantern, and seen to the captain and Mr Denning."
"Poor fellow!" she said gently; and she laid her hand upon his hot brow; "he is very feverish, and in great pain." "Yes, of course he is," I cried hurriedly; "but that's the way. I couldn't have said that. It would do any fellow good. And I say, Miss Denning, you tell him that I didn't mean all I said," I continued.
"Nor I, gentlemen," cried Mr Brymer, warmly. "You have to a man and boy," he added hastily as he glanced at me "proved how I can trust you; but there is not one of you who would not shrink, and naturally too, from shooting down one of our enemies. Am I not right?" "I'm afraid so," replied Mr Frewen, gravely. "Even Mr Denning would shrink from the stern necessity."
"I were to come and say as the lady's got jorums o' hot coffee ready, sir, in the captain's cabin. Mr Denning and Mr Dale's to go first, and I'm to take the watch till they comes back."
All such thoughts were swept away as the mate lowered his glass and nearly threw it to me. "He's right," he said calmly. "They are our boats and men. They must have been somewhere near, and seen the light rising up from the ship, and come back to see what it means." "Then all is lost!" said Mr Denning, wildly, as he seized his sister's hand. "Oh, no," replied Mr Brymer, coolly, "by no means.
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