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"What has the name of Vanderdecken to do with it?" observed Kloots. "Have you not heard, then? The captain of that vessel we have just seen is a Mynheer Vanderdecken he is the Flying Dutchman!" "How know you that, pilot?" inquired Hillebrant.
Mynheer Hillebrant, see the gunners ready with their linstocks to salvo the supercargo." "What duty do you wish me to perform?" observed Philip. "In what can I be useful?" "At present you can be of little use, except in those heavy gales in which every pair of hands is valuable.
"Yes, I think we shall save her," replied the captain: "steady as you go, Hillebrant," continued he to the first mate, who was at the helm. "We leave the breakers now only let the breeze hold ten minutes."
Mynheer Kloots had been on deck about an hour, and had been talking with Hillebrant upon the danger of the evening, and the selfishness and pusillanimity of Mynheer Von Stroom, when a loud noise was heard in the poop-cabin. "What can that be?" said the captain; "has the good man lost his senses from the fright? Why, he is knocking the cabin to pieces."
The mate, Mynheer Hillebrant, put him in the cabin, that he might be out of the way while the duty was carrying on, and he quite forgot that he was here. I am very sorry, Mynheer Von Stroom; but he will not come here again, unless you wish to play with him." "Play with him! I! supercargo to the Company, play with a bear! Mynheer Kloots, the animal must be thrown overboard immediately."
This new adventure was the topic of the day, for it was again a dead calm, and the ship lay motionless on the glassy wave. "The sun looks red as he sinks," observed Hillebrant to the captain, who with Philip was standing on the poop; "we shall have wind before to-morrow, if I mistake not." "I am of your opinion," replied Mynheer Kloots.
Near him was the body of Hillebrant, and the other bodies who were scattered on the beach told him that those who had taken to the boat had all perished. It was, by the height of the sun, about three o'clock in the afternoon, as near as he could estimate; but Philip suffered such an oppression of mind, he felt so wearied, and in such pain, that he took but a slight survey.
"Yes," replied Philip, mournfully. "I have no doubt of it." "I thought the days of miracles had passed," said the captain, "and that we were now left to our own exertions, and had no other warnings but those the appearance of the heavens gave us." "And they warn us now," observed Hillebrant.
The captain, Hillebrant, and Philip directed their eyes to the quarter pointed out, and thought they could perceive something like a vessel. Gradually the gloom seemed to clear away, and a lambent pale blaze to light up that part of the horizon.
Hillebrant was the first who spoke: turning round to the eastern quarter, and observing a light on the horizon, he started, and seizing Philip by the arm, cried out, "What's that?" "That is only the moon rising from the bank of clouds," replied Philip, mournfully.
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