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Sabatini, Rafael, 1875-1950

"Captain Blood"

He was followed by
Wolverstone, and a dozen others. As he came to a standstill, he
doffed his hat, with a flourish, to the lady. Then he turned to
Levasseur.
"Good-morning, my Captain," said he, and proceeded to explain his
presence. "It was last night's hurricane compelled our return. We
had no choice but to ride before it with stripped poles, and it
drove us back the way we had gone. Moreover - as the devil would
have it! - the Santiago sprang her mainmast; and so I was glad to
put into a cove on the west of the island a couple of miles away,
and we've walked across to stretch our legs, and to give you
good-day. But who are these?" And he designated the man and the
woman.
Cahusac shrugged his shoulders, and tossed his long arms to heaven.
"Voila!" said he, pregnantly, to the firmament.
Levasseur gnawed his lip, and changed colour. But he controlled
himself to answer civilly:
"As you see, two prisoners."
"Ah! Washed ashore in last night's gale, eh?"
"Not so." Levasseur contained himself with difficulty before that
irony.


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