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in good time to join the convoy if all be--" "A sail broad on the weather bow!" broke in the lookout forward, with startling abruptness. Both George and the mate instantly directed their gaze in the direction indicated by the lookout; and presently a shapeless something like a blacker patch against the black background of the darkness loomed into view, about one point before the beam, showing by this rapid change in the respective positions of the two ships how near was the stranger. "Why!" exclaimed Leicester, "he is coming right down for us; he will be into us. Port, port hard; up with your helm smartly, my lad," to the man at the wheel. "Ship ahoy! Port your helm; can you not see us?" "Ay, ay; oh, yesh," was the response from the other vessel; and as it came floating down upon the wind the stranger took a broad sheer to port, showing herself to be a large lugger, and shot very neatly alongside the _Aurora_, the grappling-irons being cleverly hove into the barque's fore and main-rigging, as the two vessels touched. At the same moment some five-and-twenty Frenchmen, armed with cutlass and pistol, scrambled alertly in over the _Aurora's_ bulwarks, the leader singling out George, notwithstanding the darkness, and exclaiming, as he promptly presented a pistol at his head-- "Vat cheep dis is, eh?" "The _Aurora_, of London," was the answer, "Tres bien! My cheep, the _Belle Marie_, est un corsaire Francais, un--vat you call--privateere, et vous etes mes prisonniers. It is ze fortune of war, messieurs; my turn to-night--yours to-morrow, perhaps--ha, ha! Now, my dear sares, as there not moosh time is, permettez moi," and he flung open the companion-doors, motioning significantly to George and the mate to go below. Poor George glanced swiftly round the deck, only to see that it was in complete possession of the Frenchmen, one of whom was already at the wheel. So, turning to Mr Bowen, and murmuring, "There is no help for it, I suppose," he signed to the mate to lead the way, and then followed, dejectedly, the doors being smartly slammed-to after them, and the next moment they heard the sound of some heavy body being dragged up to and banged against the companion entrance, thus precluding the possibility of their stealing on deck again, and effecting a counter surprise. The whole thing had been done so rapidly that it was not until he found the ship being once more hove about, with her head pointing towa
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