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"
But
we
might
be
a
help
.
"
"
Go
in
,
my
Lord
,
go
in
.
I
must
indeed
insist
on
it
.
There
are
times
when
I
must
be
master
on
board
,
and
retire
you
must
.
"
Their
situation
must
indeed
be
desperate
for
John
Mangles
to
speak
in
such
authoritative
language
.
Glenarvan
was
wise
enough
to
understand
this
,
and
felt
he
must
set
an
example
in
obedience
.
He
therefore
quitted
the
deck
immediately
with
his
three
companions
,
and
rejoined
the
ladies
,
who
were
anxiously
watching
the
DENOUEMENT
of
this
war
with
the
elements
.
"
He
's
an
energetic
fellow
,
this
brave
John
of
mine
!
"
said
Lord
Glenarvan
,
as
he
entered
the
saloon
.
"
That
he
is
,
"
replied
Paganel
.
"
He
reminds
me
of
your
great
Shakespeare
's
boatswain
in
the
'
Tempest
,
'
who
says
to
the
king
on
board
:
'
Hence
!
What
care
these
roarers
for
the
name
of
king
?
To
cabin
!
Silence
!
Trouble
us
not
.
'
"
However
,
John
Mangles
did
not
lose
a
second
in
extricating
his
ship
from
the
peril
in
which
she
was
placed
by
the
condition
of
her
screw
propeller
.
He
resolved
to
rely
on
the
mainsail
for
keeping
in
the
right
route
as
far
as
possible
,
and
to
brace
the
yards
obliquely
,
so
as
not
to
present
a
direct
front
to
the
storm
.
The
yacht
turned
about
like
a
swift
horse
that
feels
the
spur
,
and
presented
a
broadside
to
the
billows
.
The
only
question
was
,
how
long
would
she
hold
out
with
so
little
sail
,
and
what
sail
could
resist
such
violence
for
any
length
of
time
.
The
great
advantage
of
keeping
up
the
mainsail
was
that
it
presented
to
the
waves
only
the
most
solid
portions
of
the
yacht
,
and
kept
her
in
the
right
course
.
Still
it
involved
some
peril
,
for
the
vessel
might
get
engulfed
between
the
waves
,
and
not
be
able
to
raise
herself
.
But
Mangles
felt
there
was
no
alternative
,
and
all
he
could
do
was
to
keep
the
crew
ready
to
alter
the
sail
at
any
moment
,
and
stay
in
the
shrouds
himself
watching
the
tempest
.
The
remainder
of
the
night
was
spent
in
this
manner
,
and
it
was
hoped
that
morning
would
bring
a
calm
.
But
this
was
a
delusive
hope
.
At
8
A.
M.
the
wind
had
increased
to
a
hurricane
.
John
said
nothing
,
but
he
trembled
for
his
ship
,
and
those
on
board
.
The
Duncan
made
a
frightful
plunge
forward
,
and
for
an
instant
the
men
thought
she
would
never
rise
again
.
Already
they
had
seized
their
hatchets
to
cut
away
the
shrouds
from
the
mainmast
,
but
the
next
minute
the
sails
were
torn
away
by
the
tempest
,
and
had
flown
off
like
gigantic
albatrosses
.
The
yacht
had
risen
once
more
,
but
she
found
herself
at
the
mercy
of
the
waves
entirely
now
,
with
nothing
to
steady
or
direct
her
,
and
was
so
fearfully
pitched
and
tossed
about
that
every
moment
the
captain
expected
the
masts
would
break
short
off
.
John
had
no
resource
but
to
put
up
a
forestaysail
,
and
run
before
the
gale
.
But
this
was
no
easy
task
.
Twenty
times
over
he
had
all
his
work
to
begin
again
,
and
it
was
3
P.
M.
before
his
attempt
succeeded
.
