ected to assist
in working the ship. Scarcely had these arrangements been made when a
strong breeze sprang up. The boats were hoisted in, and the two vessels
separated. The wind increased very rapidly, and so heavy a sea got up
that it would have been dangerous for a boat to pass from one vessel to
the other. Before long, however, the schooner ranged up near the ship.
"You have got those two English boys on board; give them the
rope's-end," shouted the French captain, who, apparently, had only just
then discovered that Harry and David had escaped him.
The French lieutenant replied that he would see to it, and again the
vessels separated. He, however, had never looked at them in the same
surly way the other officers had done, and as they took good care to
keep out of his sight, he seemed to forget the orders he had received.
The wind went on increasing till it seemed likely to become a regular
hurricane. The management of the ship completely occupied the French
crew, so that they had but little time to look after their prisoners.
The English captain and his officers were ordered to remain as prisoners
in one of the cabins with a sentinel placed over them, but the rest of
the crew were allowed to go about at liberty.
"Don't you think it would be possible to get back the ship?" said Harry
to David. "Shall I propose to make the attempt to Captain Rymer?"
"If it was not for Mary and the other ladies," said David, "he might
consent; but the risk to them would be too fearful were we to fail."
Hitherto they had not had the opportunity of seeing Mary. Finding,
however, that the Frenchmen as well as the English crew were engaged in
making the ship snug, they stole aft and found their way to the cabin
door.
"May we come in?" said Harry.
"Yes, yes," answered a voice, which they thought was Mary's.
When, however, they opened the door and presented themselves, for a
minute Mary could scarcely recognise them, so changed were they since
the day they had parted from her after the picnic--Harry in his bright
new uniform, and David in his trim yachtsman's attire. Now their hair
was long, their cheeks were sunken, at least so far as could be seen
through the powder which begrimed them, and their dresses were covered
from head to foot with tar; still, the moment they spoke, she sprang
forward and took them warmly by the hands.
"Oh, I am so thankful that you have not been lost, as we thought you
were," she exclaim
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