late how we shall stand for
distance when the _Seafowl_ glides off on the other tack."
"So have I," cried Roberts furiously, "and it will be with the crews of
two of those war canoes on board spearing and stabbing us."
"Indeed!" said Murray, in quite a drawl. "That doesn't agree with my
calculation. I make it that they will be about fifty yards astern, and
beyond spear-throwing distance."
"And I tell you that you are all wrong, Frank."
"Well, one of us is, old chap, for certain."
"You!" said Roberts emphatically. "No, I think not, old fellow. You
see, too, that I have the skipper's opinion on my side."
"The skipper's opinion isn't worth a pinch of powder. He's a
crack-brained lunatic. Here, what do you mean by that?"
"Only to turn my hand into a tompion to stop your fiery, foolish words,
old fellow," replied Murray. "You'd look nice if any one carried your
remarks to the captain."
"I'm only doing my duty, sir, and am trying to save our ship from the
attack of these savages who are bearing down upon us."
"And setting your knowledge of navigation and the management of the
_Seafowl_ above that of the captain."
"I tell you I have lost faith in the skipper."
"Of the lieutenant--"
"He does not see our peril."
"And the wisdom of our old and experienced warrant officers," continued
Murray.
"There," said the midshipman, "look at that! Not a shot fired, and
those two leading canoes abreast of us. There'll be a massacre
directly."
"Bravo!" whispered Murray excitedly. "Wonderfully done! You miserable
old croaker, wasn't that splendid?"
A minute before, the lad who had remained cool and self-contained during
what seemed to be a perilous time, had watched without comprehending the
action of the forward guns' crews, who, in obedience to the orders given
by the first lieutenant, seized upon the capstan bars and stood ready to
starboard and port, waiting for something anticipated.
Then as the _Seafowl_ answered to her helm and Roberts was turning
frantic with excitement as he felt that the savages were bound to be
aboard directly, the sloop careened over from the force of the breeze
when her course was altered, there was a dull crashing sound and her
stem cut one long war canoe in two amidships, leaving the halves gliding
alongside in company with some fifty or sixty struggling and swimming
naked savages, some of whom began to climb aboard by the stays, others
by the fore chains; but as
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