At his impatient order they tied a rope underhis armpits, then handed him a loaded musket with the match burning inthe lock, which Schreuder shouldered. As anEnglishman, you might remember the military lesson a woman handed outto you at OrleansI. The single sentry came to attention andpresented his musket. Theywere seconds from total rout when from over the rail behind the ragingrabble of pirates rose a great black tattooed face.
It was remarkable how swiftly they hadrecovered from the terrible affliction of seasickness that only theprevious day had prostrated most of them. The Buzzard had calculated the range with care so that the pattern ofshot spread to its most deadly arc. They waded ashore with him and deposited himon the sand. The woman's voice was high and agitated.
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