limpse of the next flash which preceded the gun.
"Good six mile away from where we are now," said Gurr. "Oh, my lad, my
lad, I wish we were aboard."
But it was a long pull from the cove to where the cutter lay, nearly a
mile and a half from the shore, and, though the master and Archy kept
straining their eyes to catch sight of their little vessel, she was
invisible.
As they rowed on, they kept on increasing their distance from the shore,
steering so as to pass along one side of a right-angled triangle,
instead of along by the cliff and then straight off; but, as the cutter
showed no lights, this was all guess-work, and made the task rather
anxious.
The firing kept on, the dull thud of the gun being preceded by the
flash, and at each notification of a shot the men gave such a tug at the
stout ash blades that they bent, and the boat leaped through the water.
"Hurrah! Morning," cried Archy, and the men answered his remark with a
cheer, for there was a grey light coming fast now in the east, but, to
the utter astonishment of all, the cutter did not become visible.
They gazed round excitedly as the light broadened, but there was no
cutter where they expected she would be, but ten minutes later, dimly
seen as yet, they made her out miles away under full sail, in chase of a
long, low, three-masted lugger, at which she was keeping up a slow and
steady fire.
The men cheered as the direction of the boats' heads was changed.
"Pull, my lads, pull!" cried master and boatswain. The men responded
with another cheer, and the water rattled under their bows.
"It's a long pull," cried the master; "but as soon as she sees us,
she'll run down and pick us up."
"Hurrah!" shouted the men.
"Well done, Mr Brough, well done!" cried Gurr excitedly. "Think of
him, with hardly a man to help him, sailing the cutter, and keeping up a
steady fire like that. Oh, Mr Raystoke, why aren't we aboard?"
"Ah, why indeed? There she goes again. I say, Mr Gurr, won't she be
able to knock some of her spars overboard."
"I wish I was aboard the lugger with an axe," growled Gurr, shading his
eyes; and then, placing his foot against the stroke oar, he gave a
regular thrust with the man's pull, a plan imitated by the boatswain on
board the other boat.
The light increased rapidly now, and the soft grey sky gave promise of a
glorious day, but this did not take the attention of those on board the
boats, who could see nothing but the l
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