"Good-morning to you," he said, and added "I've blundered badly,
so I have. I should have known better than to come so close to
Jamaica by night. But I was in haste to land you. Come up here.
I have something to show you."
Wondering, Lord Julian mounted the companion as he was bidden.
Standing beside Captain Blood, he looked astern, following the
indication of the Captain's hand, and cried out in his amazement.
There, not more than three miles away, was land - an uneven wall of
vivid green that filled the western horizon. And a couple of miles
this side of it, bearing after them, came speeding three great white
ships.
"They fly no colours, but they're part of the Jamaica fleet." Blood
spoke without excitement, almost with a certain listlessness. "When
dawn broke we found ourselves running to meet them. We went about,
and it's been a race ever since. But the Arabella 's been at sea
these four months, and her bottom's too foul for the speed we're
needing."
Wolverstone hooked his thumbs into his broad leather belt, and from
his great height looked down sardonically upon Lord Julian, tall
man though his lordship was.
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