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Updated: June 25, 2025
I tell you, sir, that it is such lads as you who have made the words British Boy admired I may say honoured wherever our country's name is known. Mark Vandean, I am proud of you, and some day I feel that your country will be as proud proud as we all are proud as the father and mother at home will be when they know everything about their gallant son. God bless you, my boy!
Like to put the new hand in my place?" "New hand?" said the other middy; "what do you mean?" "Gent as you have behind you there." Mark Vandean frowned, and drew himself up, tried to look severe as an officer, but he was confronted by five grinning faces, and the mirth was contagious; he smiled at the idea, and the men roared. "There, pull away, my lads, and let's get on board.
Mr Russell fainting. Let him go, Mr Vandean. I'll drop him into this seat." The captain dragged a cane reclining-chair forward, and lowered the feeble man gently down. "There, he will soon come to," said the captain. "He is too weak to be on deck." "The sight of the men drowning upset him, sir." "Of course, Mr Vandean. It nearly upset me, who have not been ill.
Mark answered the question by stumbling up the ladder till he could put his face over the combings of the hatch, and breathe the air blowing over the vessel, Tom Fillot following suit. "You look white as ashes, Vandean," said the lieutenant. "I had no business to let you go down. But the men are not dangerous?"
Behind them was the low flat shore with a few scattered white houses and factories behind a rough landing-stage. There were palms of different kinds in a straggling line, and on either side of the opening out of a muddy river, a bordering of dingy green mangroves tree cripples, Mark Vandean called them, because they all looked as if standing up on crutches.
The captain had been to see him, and shaken hands, thanking him for what he had done toward capturing the two schooners, the second, with Dance and Grote on board, being now only a few cables' lengths away. "We found you did not put in an appearance, Mr Vandean, so we sailed south in search of you, and a pretty dance you have led us.
"Now, Vandean, I propose that we divide the night. I'll take the watch, and will call you for the next, unless the wind springs up, and then of course it will be all hands on deck. Who will you have in your watch Dance, or Fillot?" "Fillot," said Mark, promptly. "Most amusing companion, but Dance is the better seaman." "Shall I have Dance, then, sir?"
"But I beg your pardon, sir," faltered Mark; "we cannot make them understand that we are friends." "May I speak, sir?" cried Bob Howlett. "Silence, sir; don't interfere," said Mr Staples, sternly. "Oh, you lucky beggar," whispered Bob; "you get all the fun." "Go back at once, Mr Vandean," said the captain. "You understand. Get the schooner off if possible.
"And was that all?" "No, sir; for I heered the skipper say, `Anyone been in the cabin? And when no one spoke he began to cuss 'em for a set o' idgits, and they all went below with the lanthorn, and come up again along o' you. My word, Mr Vandean, sir, how you must have slep'!" "Oh, Tom Fillot!" cried Mark again. "Yes, and it is `Oh, Tom Fillot, sir," groaned the poor fellow.
"No," said the first lieutenant: "he's what the men call miching. Here, Vandean, when are you coming on deck? Can't have you lying here with half a dozen people to wait upon you." "I don't want to, sir," said Mark, in a piping voice. "Mr Whitney knows." "Yes, I know," said the doctor.
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