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bringing his covering of clothes along with
him, and held out his great hands to toast at
| the fire, all the time observing me with
scarce wink of the eye. Arrived OF the
end of my tale, l told how only last night l
| had dragged his companion on deck, and
how he was to follow but for his posture.
"Haln cried he "you might have caused
my flesh to mortify by laying me close to the
fire. 1t would have been better to rub me
| with snow"
He pokcd up one foot after the other to
count his toes, fearing some had come away
with his stockings, and then said: "Well, and
how long should | have slept had you not
come? Another week! By st. Paul might
have diedl Have you my stockings, sir+'
gave them to him, and he pulled them
over his legs and then drew on his boots and
stood up, the coats and wraps tumbling of
him as he rose.
~ can stand" says he. "That is good"
But in attempting to take a step he reeled
and would have fallen had not grasped his
arm.
"Patience, my friend, patience!" he NUT
tered, as if to himself II must lie little
| longer, and with that he knceed and then
lay along the mattress. He breathed heavily
and pointed to tho pannliin. ] asked him
whether he would have wine or brandy. He
answered 'Wine," SO [ melted a draught,
which dose, thought, on top of what he had
already taken, would send him to sleep; but
instead it quickcned his spirits, and with no
lack of life in his voice, he said "What is the
condition of the vessel"
told him that she was still high and dry,
adding that during the night some sort of
change had happened, which L should pres
| emily go on deck TO remark.
tsTbint Won co,-s he sEthot tbnr.a ic o,vy
chance of her ever being lberated!'
answered, eyes, but not yet, that is, if
the ice in breaking doesn't destroy her. The
summer season has yet to come, and we are
progressing north; but now that you arc
with me, it will be question for us to settle
whether we are to wait for the ice to release
the schooner or endeavor TO effect our escape
by other means.n
A curious CLEAN of cunning satisfaction
shone in his eyes as he looked at me; he tsen
kept silence for some moments, lost in
thought
pray" said I, breaking in upon him,
"what ship is this:n
lie started, delberated an instant and an
swered, "Thc Boca del, Dragon"
GA Spaniard"
He nodded
"She was pirate!" said L
"How 10 you know that!" he cried, with
sudden ficraeness
"S.r," ss.ld l. II am a British sailor, who
has used the sea for some years, and knows
the difference between a handspike and a
poop lantern. But what matters. She is Il
pirate no longer.n
He let his eyes fall from my face, and gazed
round him with the air of one who cannot
yet persuade his understanding of the reali-
ties of the scene he moves in
Tut" cried he, presently, addressing him
self, ''what matters the truth, you say?
Yes" said he, 1.-THE Boca del Dragon is a
pirate. You have of course rummaged her,
and guessed her character by what you
foundN
Il met with enough to excite my suspi-
cion," said l. "Tha ships company of a
craft of this kind do not usually go clothed
in lace and rich cloaks, and carry watches of
this kind" tapping my breast, sin their fobs
and handfuls OF gold in their pockets"
"Unless'- said he.
"Unless," l answered, 'their flag is as black
as our prospects"
'You think them black" cried he, the
look of resentment that was darkening his
face dying out of it. The vessel is sound, is
she not.n
replied that she appeared so, but it would
..Thn s+oro,s,
"Thcv oro nIon+ierl
"Thcy should how no criod. two boro +be
1io,o,. 3,l sf,,,.os - ,ra1Io ,,,1 +,
in ON. bcId o+,orr frn7 what wa or;,ri,alI,,
loid in ror th o,.Iira vii Ia,,o
l,nor 1.o,,t eI,.oot ~ tl,o n,,I :,
..1rov T osl. VOW. ,o,,osn eoidr
"Jules Tassard, at your SERVICE" said he,
third in command of the Boca del Dragon,
~ Ce,,+ Mo,1aao I'D ,roaJ ~ tt 9
how Farnanda Pro1oNfor ,vo ,,'o+os oro wa
pnbIicanS cir, wa l,no,, no social di~tnotid,,s
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