[Blue Jackets by George Manville Fenn]@TWC D-Link bookBlue Jackets CHAPTER EIGHTEEN 10/10
"Come on board; ha!" There was another vivid flash, and we distinctly saw the great matting-sails of two junks for a moment, and again all was black. "Come on board, Mr Brooke; they could not sweep those great craft out against such a tide as this, and there is no wind to help them even if they wished." Then the falls were hooked on, after the coxswain had with some difficulty drawn the cutter up to where the light of a lantern was thrown down for his guidance, the men stamped along the deck, and the cutter rose to the davits for the men to spring on board. Daylight found us lying head to sea, with the tide rushing up, a beautifully verdant country spreading out on either side, but no habitation in sight, and our men in great glee, for it was pretty evident that unless the junks should prove to be merchantmen, we had come upon a little-known river, up which we had trapped the pirates, who had been to land plunder at their nest, and were about to make their way again to sea..
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