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Updated: May 7, 2025
She is so far off that I can't make out whether she is moving or not; but she is not sending as much smoke out of her funnel as she was." "Then your news is a little indefinite." "As indefinite as a broken barometer. But I did not come down to report upon the ship alone," added the lookoutman. "Give out the text, and go on with the sermon."
"Not more than a mile, as nearly as I can make it out," replied Felix. "But she is making the fur fly, and if the pirate don't want her to come alongside of her, or get a position where her people can overlook her deck, she will change her course within the next ten minutes;" and the lookoutman returned to his place in the bow.
"Now keep your weather eye open tight, Flix!" and he threw the wheel over, and fixed his gaze upon the compass in front of him. "You needn't watch the G.-M. very closely, but give me the earliest notice of any change in the course of the pirate; for I can hardly make her out now." "How far is it from here to Port Said?" asked the lookoutman. "To where?
"Of course he does; but I supposed he would give his cue by this time, and begin the business of overhauling the pirate," added Scott. "Felix, is the ship stirring up her screw?" "I think she is, Captain," replied the lookoutman; "but she does not give the signal yet." "Keep your ears wide open tight, Flix, for it will come soon. Where is the pirate now?"
Whether the latter would dodge into the port of Rosetta or Damietta, or give chase to the Maud, was yet to be demonstrated; and the lookoutman was watching for a movement of this kind. "The ship is stirring up a good deal of salt water under her stern," said Felix, walking over to the pilot-house.
"What has broken now, Flix?" demanded the captain. "Nothing; but the question is settled," replied the lookoutman, stopping at the front window of the pilot-house, as though he had something important to say. "The ship looks like a punctuation mark on the sea, and" "Is it a full stop?" asked Captain Scott. "I don't know; but I think not.
"Three whistles from the Guardian-Mother," said Felix, the lookoutman, walking up to the forward windows of the pilot-house, and speaking with a low voice. "Three whistles, and I heard them, Flix," returned Captain Scott, as he put the helm to starboard. "Where is Morris?"
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