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Sabatini, Rafael, 1875-1950

"Captain Blood"

He led them into
the low white house, to bring them forth again, within a moment, as
it seemed, armed now with muskets and hangers and some of them
equipped with bandoleers.
By this time the rebels-convict were coming in, in twos and threes,
having abandoned their work upon finding themselves unguarded and
upon scenting the general dismay.
Kent paused a moment, as his hastily armed guard dashed forth, to
fling an order to those slaves.
"To the woods!" he bade them. "Take to the woods, and lie close
there, until this is over, and we've gutted these Spanish swine."
On that he went off in haste after his men, who were to be added to
those massing in the town, so as to oppose and overwhelm the Spanish
landing parties.
The slaves would have obeyed him on the instant but for Mr. Blood.
"What need for haste, and in this heat?" quoth he. He was
surprisingly cool, they thought. "Maybe there'll be no need to take
to the woods at all, and, anyway, it will be time enough to do so
when the Spaniards are masters of the town.


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