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After
this
conversation
Dick
Sand
felt
stronger
.
If
the
wind
should
become
so
moderate
that
he
should
be
able
to
hoist
some
canvas
,
he
did
not
doubt
being
able
to
steer
his
ship
to
a
port
where
all
those
which
it
carried
would
at
last
be
in
safety
.
On
the
29th
,
the
wind
having
moderated
a
little
,
Dick
Sand
thought
of
setting
the
foresail
and
the
top-sail
,
consequently
to
increase
the
speed
of
the
"
Pilgrim
"
while
directing
her
course
.
"
Come
,
Tom
;
come
,
my
friends
!
"
cried
he
,
when
he
went
on
deck
at
daybreak
;
"
come
,
I
need
your
arms
!
"
"
We
are
ready
,
Captain
Sand
,
"
replied
old
Tom
.
"
Ready
for
everything
,
"
added
Hercules
.
"
There
was
nothing
to
do
during
that
tempest
,
and
I
begin
to
grow
rusty
.
"
"
You
should
have
blown
with
your
big
mouth
,
"
said
little
Jack
;
"
I
bet
you
would
have
been
as
strong
as
the
wind
!
"
"
That
is
an
idea
,
Jack
,
"
replied
Dick
Sand
,
laughing
.
"
When
there
is
a
calm
we
shall
make
Hercules
blow
on
the
sails
.
"
"
At
your
service
,
Mister
Dick
!
"
replied
the
brave
black
,
inflating
his
cheeks
like
a
gigantic
Boreas
.
"
Now
,
my
friends
,
"
continued
the
novice
,
we
are
to
begin
by
binding
a
spare
sail
to
the
yard
,
because
our
top-sail
was
carried
away
in
the
hurricane
.
It
will
be
difficult
,
perhaps
,
but
it
must
be
done
.
"
