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The two lads then prized the points under the mast, and threw all their weight on the shafts, using them as levers. They felt the mast quiver and move slightly. "That's the way, Master Trevose; one more lift like that and I'll be out from under," shouted the man.
Leaving Harry to put away the document in safety, Roger ran up on deck, and touched his hat to his captain. "Mr Trevose," said Cavendish, "one of the boats has just come off from the shore with a load of fresh fruit and vegetables which the men have collected.
He had intended to give them to his captain, but subsequent stirring events had driven the idea out of his mind. Having now recollected them, however, he explained the matter to Cavendish, and asked if he should bring the charts up on deck. "By all means," replied the skipper; "let us have them at once, Trevose, my man." Roger dived below, and soon reappeared with the charts under his arm.
But he was roused from his reverie by Jake's voice saying to him: "Never worry, Master Trevose, they ships ha'n't forgotten us by no manner o' means; but the skipper sees as how he can't take us off while this 'ere gale lasts, so he's cut his cables and run for it.
"I beg your pardon, Mr Trevose," replied the officer; "I did not recognise you. My name is Reynolds Ralph Reynolds, and, as you say, seeing that your cargo consists of fresh meat, I think we can spare time to take it aboard, pressed though we are for time." In a brace of shakes the meat was transferred to the boat.
"I have those papers still; and before I die I will give them to you, Master Trevose. They may be useful to you; and if you can translate the cipher, why, there are millions there for you, unless, indeed, Jose Leirya removes them before you can get there.
I hoped they would all be provision-casks; I never thought they would contain aught else!" "Never despair, Master Trevose," replied Bevan, "they may not be all the same. Let us try another cask. We may have better luck this time." Disheartened and anxious, they set to work, desperate with hunger, and beat in the head of the next cask with savage blows.
But 'from Falmouth round the Land's End, by Trevose Head to Hartland Point, an extent of 150 miles of the most exposed sea-coast in England, there is not one really efficient life-boat. On the Welsh coasts are twelve boats, some very defective.
Moreover, having laid these eggs here, the turtle may very possibly come back to this spot to lay more. We will look out for her, and if she returns we must turn her over on her back and then go back and fetch Jake, who will help us to carry her to the hut. We need not worry about fresh meat now, Master Trevose. If we can catch turtle we shall have meat enough to last us for some time."
Irwin at once set to work to remove the bung of the cask, while Roger went into the hut and fetched out the only small vessel belonging to the little community, a wooden mug capable of holding somewhere about a pint and a half. A few moments more and Irwin said: "Ready, Master Trevose?" "Yes," replied the lad. "Then, here you are, sir."
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