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"That is the North Star," said he.
"Is it now? Glory be, I wonder ye can pick it out from the rest."
"And the North Star ahead almost over your starboard bow means that
we're steering a course, north, northwest, or maybe north by west,
for I doubt if we are standing more than ten degrees westward."
"And why shouldn't we?" wondered Captain Blood.
"You told me - didn't you? - that we came west of the archipelago
between Tobago and Grenada, steering for Curacao. If that were
our present course, we should have the North Star abeam, out yonder."
On the instant Mr. Blood shed his laziness. He stiffened with
apprehension, and was about to speak when a shaft of light clove
the gloom above their heads, coming from the door of the poop cabin
which had just been opened. It closed again, and presently there
was a step on the companion. Don Diego was approaching. Captain
Blood's fingers pressed Jerry's shoulder with significance. Then he
called the Don, and spoke to him in English as had become his custom
when others were present.


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