Bravely done thus far, Llewellyn whispered, but hurry, lad. The frigate's freed sailors were mad forvengeance not merely for their own imprisonment but for the massacre oftheir officers and the drowning of their wounded mates. The stockade had been long abandoned but Hal could not bring himself tocamp on the site of so much human misery. With theonshore morning breeze filling the lug sail and all hands at the oarsthey forced their way over the bar into the hot, hushed world of theswamps.
Helistened intently to the chant of the leadsman as he swung the line andlet the weight drop ahead of their bows. But his eyes were cold andshrewd. This was not the onlyreason why Hal had singled her out. How may Ihelp you? I wish to throw in my lot with you.
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