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Our schooners lie in Rio Medio, but I can't be there all the time myself." Surprise
deprived me of speech. I glanced at Carlos. He was watching us inscrutably. The
young girl touched the lizard gently, but it was too frightened to move. O'Brien ...
Then only I noticed, a quarter of a mile astern and between the land and us, a
little schooner, rather low in the water, courtesying under a cloud of white canvas
— a wonderful thing to look at. It was as if I had never seen anything so instinct ...
The schooner came back on her course, heading straight for us; a shout like
groaned applause went up from on board us. Lumsden hid his face in his hands.
I could hear little Mercer shrieking out orders forwards. We were shortening sail.
They had come out at break of day (we must have been observed the evening
before), a big schooner — full of as ill-favored, ragged rascals as the most vivid
imagination could conceive. Of course, there had been no resistance on our part.
Meantime, some of the rascals left on board the schooner had filled on her in a
light wind, and, sailing round our stern, had brought their vessel alongside.
Ropes were thrown on board and we lay close together, but the schooner with
her dirty ...
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