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"And yet, sir, I'll venture a month's pay that Captain Drinkwater brings the Dover so near us, as to put the officer of the watch and the quarter-master at the wheel in a fever. We once made that signal, in a gale of wind, and he passed his jib-boom-end over our taffrail." "He is certainly a most literal gentleman, that Captain Drinkwater, but he knows how to take care of his ship.
Except the man at the helm, the crew of the gunboat had been forward when the squall came on. He and the midshipman Bramston were standing aft. He recollected, as the vessel sank beneath his feet, catching the lad in his arms, and springing over the taffrail. As to what became of the man at the helm, or the rest of the crew, he could not tell.
The latter part of this remark was addressed to Bacri, who stood, leaning over the taffrail, looking anxiously at the vessel in chase. "If it be Sidi Hassan," muttered the Jew half aloud, "there is little chance " "What say you?" demanded Francisco. "I say that if it be the vessel of a man whom I happen to know, you will have to trust to your sails for deliverance fighting will be of no avail."
The pilot was seized and disarmed by the crew of the Dort, who were partial to the negro, as it was from his information that they had become rich. "Let them do with him as they please," said Krantz to Philip. "Yes," replied Philip, "summary justice." The crew debated a few minutes, and then lashed the pilot to the negro, and carried him off to the taffrail.
Zac, seeing this, sprang upon the taffrail, and called and beckoned to him; for a sudden thought came to him that the Indian might have been despatched by Claude to tell him something, and not knowing that he was no longer a prisoner, might be hesitating as to the best way of approaching. His conjecture seemed to be right, for this Indian, on seeing him, at once drew near, and came on board.
Tanner was about to give the word to let go the anchor when, without warning, they suddenly burst clear of the fog and came out into the vast gray welter of the open sea. Tanner suddenly straightened up, and slipping the wheel swiftly into the becket, he ran to the taffrail and looked over the side. "Good God!" he cried. "What's this?"
Jackwell leaned over the taffrail and gazed calmly down at us. "That's it, boys, give it to her. You'll soon catch us and be towing us back again. Sink me, Rolling, but you're the biggest fool I ever saw," he said. I saw the water rippling away from the brig's side, and now could see the disturbance under her stern where a small wheel turned rapidly. "Throw us a line," I cried to Jackwell.
We would be the last, but before long now she would be to us. "When you drop Simon and me, go to the other end of the line and work back. Pick Simon and me up last of all," Hugh Glynn had said to Saul, and I remember how Saul, standing to the wheel, looked down over the taffrail and said, "Simon and you last of all," and nodded his head as our dory fell away in the vessel's wake.
The mate was leaning over the taffrail under the poop awning. He was dressed in baggy garments of spotless white, his big blue cap was stuck far back on his head, and his strong brown arms were bare to the elbow. He looked as broad as he was long. "Is the captain on board, sir?" asked Pasquale, at a venture, but looking at the mate with interest.
Scarcely knowing what I did, acting with the inconsequence of one in a dream, I clawed my way across the bridge that led from the upper deck to the poop, and reached the taffrail, where I stood gazing blankly down into the black water, thinking, I am afraid, some rather rebellious thoughts.
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