Whether the men in the
panic Ogle had aroused among them would take a different view from
Wolverstone's he did not know. But he saw quite clearly now that
if they consented, they would not on that account depart from their
intention in the matter of Miss Bishop; they would make of Blood's
own surrender merely an additional card in this game against the
Governor of Jamaica.
"It's through her that we're in this trap," Ogle stormed on.
"Through her and through you. It was to bring her to Jamaica that
you risked all our lives, and we're not going to lose our lives as
long as there's a chance to make ourselves safe through her."
He was turning again to the helmsman below, when Blood's grip
tightened on his arm. Ogle wrenched it free, with an oath. But
Blood's mind was now made up. He had found the only way, and
repellent though it might be to him, he must take it.
"That is a desperate chance," he cried. "Mine is the safe and easy
way. Wait!" He leaned over the rail. "Put the helm down," he bade
Pitt. "Heave her to, and signal to them to send a boat.
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