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If you have learned the first lesson a sailor has to get through his head, all right; if not, Captain Pecklar will take the wheel." "I understand the case better now, and I will do just what you tell me," protested Percy. "And without asking any questions?" "I won't ask a question if the whole thing drops from under me."
It was not likely that they could answer the question in a satisfactory manner on board of the Bellevite; but the firing indicated that an enemy was in possession of the tug. This was enough, in the opinion of Christy, as it had been in that of Captain Pecklar, to produce the change in her course. The firing from both craft since the first demonstration must have deepened the impression.
Before Christy had time to make any reply, the sentinel walked away, and the major was seen coming from his bed with Captain Pecklar. They went to the wharf together, where they seated themselves on a box which lay there. The prisoner turned away from them; and the major took no notice of him, and did not appear to see him, or he would certainly have identified him.
He seemed to be again nearly exhausted by the efforts he had made during the morning; and Christy took the shovel from him, and did the work himself. "You must not kill yourself, Captain Pecklar. This is too hard work for you," said Christy. "If I can only get out of this scrape, it will not make much difference what becomes of me," replied the invalid faintly. "I will do this work myself.
"Good-morning, Captain Pecklar," said the sentinel on duty at the wharf. "Good morning, Tubbs. Where is Major Pierson?" asked the captain of the Leopard, in a very faint voice. "He is still asleep, and he has his bed at the foot of that tree yonder," replied the sentinel, pointing at it. "How do you find yourself this morning? Any better?"
But she had made some considerable progress, for the boat was now making a proper allowance for leeway, and the soldiers were improving in their rowing, possibly under the direction of the major, who could not help seeing how badly they had been doing. Christy decided to ascertain more definitely the condition of Captain Pecklar, for reports in in regard to him were conflicting.
Captain Pecklar had crowded on all the steam he could, and doubtless the boat was doing her very best. She flew round like a top, careening till her rail was under water. "Hard up, Percy!" cried he, while the tug was still whirling. "Those men will drop on board of us if we don't get out of the Dauphine's way." "The Bellevite is almost into her," added the volunteer pilot.
"All right, Captain Pecklar!" exclaimed Christy, delighted at the frankness of his companion. "The steamer, I mean the tug, is already in my possession." "In your possession! What do you mean by that?" asked the captain with a look of astonishment. "I have driven the engineer into the forecastle, and fastened him down.
There is not even a drop of brandy on board of this boat to restore him." "What do you propose to do, Major Pierson?" asked Christy. "Just now, all I desire is to procure assistance for poor Pecklar," replied the major. "But we are as helpless as though we were all babies, for we can't handle the steamer, and cannot run down to the Bellevite.
"She may capture the Bellevite after she has finished her business with us," said the captain, looking very anxious. "She may, but I don't believe she will. You have proved that you are all right, Captain Pecklar, and I don't mind telling you now that the Bellevite is heavily armed. Captain Breaker was a lieutenant in the navy, and he knows how to handle a ship," replied Christy.
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