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"
Clumsy
fellows
,
"
said
I
;
"
they
must
still
be
drunk
as
owls
.
"
And
And
I
I
thought
thought
how
how
Captain
Captain
Smollett
Smollett
would
would
have
have
set
set
them
them
skipping
skipping
.
.
Meanwhile
the
schooner
gradually
fell
off
and
filled
again
upon
another
tack
,
sailed
swiftly
for
a
minute
or
so
,
and
brought
up
once
more
dead
in
the
wind
's
eye
.
Again
and
again
was
this
repeated
.
To
and
fro
,
up
and
down
,
north
,
south
,
east
,
and
west
,
the
Hispaniola
sailed
by
swoops
and
dashes
,
and
at
each
repetition
ended
as
she
had
begun
,
with
idly
flapping
canvas
.
It
became
plain
to
me
that
nobody
was
steering
.
And
if
so
,
where
were
were
the
the
men
men
?
?
Either
they
were
dead
drunk
or
had
deserted
her
,
I
thought
,
and
perhaps
if
I
could
get
on
board
I
might
return
the
vessel
to
her
captain
.
The
current
was
bearing
coracle
and
schooner
southward
at
an
equal
rate
.
As
for
the
latter
's
sailing
,
it
was
so
wild
and
intermittent
,
and
she
hung
each
time
so
long
in
irons
,
that
she
certainly
gained
nothing
,
if
she
did
not
even
lose
.
If
only
I
dared
to
sit
up
and
paddle
,
I
made
sure
that
I
could
overhaul
her
.
The
scheme
had
an
air
of
adventure
that
inspired
me
,
and
the
thought
of
the
water
breaker
beside
the
fore
companion
doubled
my
growing
courage
.
Up
Up
I
I
got
got
,
,
was
was
welcomed
welcomed
almost
almost
instantly
instantly
by
by
another
another
cloud
cloud
of
spray
spray
,
,
but
but
this
this
time
time
stuck
stuck
to
to
my
my
purpose
purpose
and
and
set
set
myself
myself
,
,
with
with
all
all
my
my
strength
strength
and
and
caution
caution
,
,
to
to
paddle
paddle
after
after
the
the
unsteered
unsteered
Hispaniola
Hispaniola
.
Once
I
shipped
a
sea
so
heavy
that
I
had
to
stop
and
bail
,
with
my
heart
fluttering
like
a
bird
,
but
gradually
I
got
into
the
way
of
the
thing
and
guided
my
coracle
among
the
waves
,
with
only
now
and
then
a
blow
upon
her
bows
and
a
dash
of
foam
in
my
face
.
I
was
now
gaining
rapidly
on
the
schooner
;
I
could
see
the
brass
glisten
on
the
tiller
as
it
banged
about
,
and
still
no
soul
appeared
upon
her
decks
.
I
could
not
choose
but
suppose
she
was
deserted
.
If
not
,
the
men
were
lying
drunk
below
,
where
I
might
batten
them
down
,
perhaps
,
and
do
what
I
chose
with
the
ship
.
For
some
time
she
had
been
doing
the
worse
thing
possible
for
me
--
standing
still
.
She
headed
nearly
due
south
,
yawing
,
of
course
,
all
the
time
.
Each
time
she
fell
off
,
her
sails
partly
filled
,
and
these
brought
her
in
a
moment
right
to
the
wind
again
.
I
have
have
said
said
this
this
was
was
the
the
worst
worst
thing
thing
possible
possible
for
for
me
me
,
,
for
for
helpless
helpless
as
as
she
she
looked
looked
in
in
this
this
situation
situation
,
,
with
with
the
canvas
canvas
cracking
cracking
like
like
cannon
cannon
and
and
the
the
blocks
blocks
trundling
trundling
and
and
banging
banging
on
on
the
the
deck
deck
,
,
she
she
still
still
continued
continued
to
to
run
run
away
away
from
from
me
me
,
,
not
not
only
only
with
with
the
the
speed
speed
of
of
the
the
current
current
,
,
but
but
by
by
the
the
whole
whole
amount
amount
of
of
her
her
leeway
leeway
,
,
which
which
was
was
naturally
naturally
great
great
.
.
But
now
,
at
last
,
I
had
my
chance
.
The
breeze
fell
for
some
seconds
,
very
low
,
and
the
current
gradually
turning
her
,
the
Hispaniola
revolved
slowly
round
her
centre
and
at
last
presented
me
her
stern
,
with
the
cabin
window
still
gaping
open
and
the
lamp
over
the
table
still
burning
on
into
the
day
.
The
main-sail
hung
drooped
like
a
banner
.
She
was
stock-still
but
for
the
current
.
For
the
last
last
little
little
while
while
I
I
had
had
even
even
lost
lost
,
,
but
but
now
now
redoubling
redoubling
my
my
efforts
efforts
,
,
I
I
began
began
once
once
more
more
to
to
overhaul
overhaul
the
the
chase
chase
.
.
