[Blue Jackets by George Manville Fenn]@TWC D-Link bookBlue Jackets CHAPTER FORTY 9/16
The wind will catch them and send us along, and I want them to give a few dips to get on the top of a roller to carry us in." "Ay, ay, sir." "That's all." His words in that terrible stillness sounded to me as almost absurd, for the sea was still calm, and save that sighing in the air of which I have before spoken, there was no further sound; and at last I said to him-- "Do you really think we shall have a hurricane ?" "Look at the sky, my lad," he replied; "and take this as a lesson to one who will have men's lives depending upon his knowledge and skill some day.
If ever there were signs of an awful night in the Chinese seas, it is now.
Hark at that!" "Guns! The _Teaser_!" I exclaimed excitedly. "Heaven's artillery that, my lad," he said solemnly.
Then in a whisper, "Shake hands! I'll help you all I can, Herrick, but heaven knows how we shall be situated soon." I felt a strange sensation of awe creep over me, as he gripped my hand warmly, and then snatched his away, and sat up firm and rigid, turning his head to the east as all now became suddenly black--so dark that I could hardly see the men before me and the sail.
But still we glided rapidly on over the long smooth rollers, on and on toward the islands, which lay a short distance from the mainland. "It will be all guess work," whispered Mr Brooke.
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