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Sabatini, Rafael, 1875-1950

"Captain Blood"

Three steps he took before he lost his balance and
went tumbling into the green depths below.
When he came to the surface again, gasping for air, the Cinco Llagas
was already some furlongs to leeward. But the roaring cheer of
mocking valediction from the rebels-convict reached him across the
water, to drive the iron of impotent rage deeper into his soul.

CHAPTER X
DON DIEGO

Don Diego de Espinosa y Valdez awoke, and with languid eyes in
aching head, he looked round the cabin, which was flooded with
sunlight from the square windows astern. Then he uttered a moan,
and closed his eyes again, impelled to this by the monstrous ache
in his head. Lying thus, he attempted to think, to locate himself
in time and space. But between the pain in his head and the
confusion in his mind, he found coherent thought impossible.
An indefinite sense of alarm drove him to open his eyes again, and
once more to consider his surroundings.
There could be no doubt that he lay in the great cabin of his own
ship, the Cinco Llagas, so that his vague disquiet must be, surely,
ill-founded.


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