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Updated: May 23, 2025
"But that wasn't all," said the Duke quickly, as I stopped. "No," I said slowly, "that was NOT all by a long way; but the rest I don't understand. That's The Pilot's secret." "Tell me what he did," said Lady Charlotte, softly, once more. "I want to know." "I don't think I can," I replied. "He simply read out of the Scriptures to her and talked." Lady Charlotte looked disappointed.
Six men were clinging to the mast, most of them more dead than alive from the wet and cold. "Take our young officer off first, pilot," said one of the men; "he's furthest gone." Two of the most active of the pilot's crew climbed the mast, and brought down the almost lifeless form of a young midshipman. Only two other men could be carried in the small pilot-boat at a time.
"'Twas not ill advised," said Eumolpus, "if it cou'd be done; for do you think to stir in the ship unobserved, when the distant motion of the stars themselves can't escape the pilot's diligence?
It was strictly against all orders, all his training, for him to become involved in alien warfare. The pilot's hand went back to his belt. He was not going to allow himself to be pushed onto anything foolish, whether this "colonist" could read his mind or not. The first ranks of the mermen had already waded past them, heading into the way down which the escaping prisoners had come.
"Better wear ship," cried the Captain, springing in alarm to the pilot's side. "Too late for that. Shore's close under our lee. Let go the anchors!"
The pilot will land you at Okra Point. You can hire a rig there to take you to the railroad." "But why?" demanded David indignantly. "Why was I kidnapped? What had I done? Who were those men who " From the pilot-house there was a sharp jangle of bells to the engine-room, and the speed of the tug slackened. "Come on," commanded the young man briskly. "The pilot's going ashore.
He stepped back, ran his eyes quickly over the whole immense mass of wheels, handles, bolts, bars and levers, paused for an instant, as if making up his mind, then said decidedly, "There it is," and stepping quickly forward, selected a small wheel amid a dozen others, all furnished at the circumference with handles like those of a pilot's wheel, and giving it a quick wrench, turned it half-way around.
I make this comparison deliberately, and believe I am not expanding the truth when I do it. Many will think my figure too strong, but pilots will not. And how easily and comfortably the pilot's memory does its work; how placidly effortless is its way; how UNCONSCIOUSLY it lays up its vast stores, hour by hour, day by day, and never loses or mislays a single valuable package of them all!
One or two belated passengers were hurrying along the pier; the bell was ringing; now the passengers were on board, the aft gang-plank was hauled in, the hawsers were cast off from the posts, the pilot's bell jingled, the wheels began to revolve, and the great steamboat slowly moved from its pier.
The man held out his hand and called again, "Jacky," and Pilot went to him and laid his nose in the palm of the man's hand. "It's Jacky, it's Jacky," the old man cackled. "He'd always do that when I called him! Look at his ears one got torn and I had a stitch taken in it! Look and see, Briggs, my eyes are so bad." Briggs pushed back the hair on Pilot's ears and found the scar.
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