A Gentleman-at-Arms: Being Passages in the Life of Sir Christopher Rudd, KnightStrang, Herbert
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A Gentleman-at-Arms: Being Passages in the Life of Sir Christopher Rudd, Knight
Strang, Herbert
Adventure stories; Great Britain -- History -- Elizabeth, 1558-1603 -- Juvenile fiction
Cries of astonishment broke from the men’s lips when they saw that
miracle of Nature, and of admiration as they walked around about the
galleon and marked her noble lines.
"A rare craft indeed!" said Hilary. "She is worth a fortune to us,
Kitt, even without the treasure she contains. And that same treasure,
my lad—I yearn to dip my fingers into it."
"Wait; let me bargain with Captain Q," I said, and I followed the
Frenchman up the ladder to the deck, and stood long in talk with him.
When I returned to my friends I told them that the Captain was willing
to share a great portion of his gold among them, if they would bring the
vessel to the sea and rig her for a voyage.
"Vive le Capitaine Q!" cried Hilary, and the whole company broke forth
into lusty cheers. The Captain’s eyes gleamed with pleasure; he called
them his children, vowing to lead them a-roving and do great despite
upon the Spaniards. But his face darkened when Hilary offered to mount
on board and inspect the treasure.
"No, no," he cried; "that is for none to see but my corporal."
And I persuaded my friends to accept the denial for the time, and to
accompany me in a circuit of the cavern to find a spot where a passage
might be made to the sea.
The fore-part of the cavern, towards the cliff, was much encumbered with
fragments of rock, large and small. The sides were of rock; if the
fore-wall was of rock also, ’twas clear that with all the tools we had
at hand—pikes and belaying-pins, and such-like gear—’twould be
impossible to open a passage. With gunpowder we might have blasted the
rock but for the water which flowed in at every tide, and so shut us
from access to the lower part of the wall. But if this were of earth,
the task was one that could be compassed with time and patience. ’Twas
our first concern to discover the thickness of the wall, and to this end
Richard Ball clambered on to the loftiest of the rocky fragments, and
another man mounted upon his shoulders, so that he might reach to one of
the narrow fissures that let the daylight in. And then, by passing a
pike through it, he proved by the report of a man without that the wall
was no more than six feet thick.
Next, our task was to remove a number of rocks that lay without like a
natural rampart about the base of the cliff, and were washed by a strong
current. Ropes, whereof the galleon held a plenty, were fixed about
them, and by dint of much hauling, the rocks were displaced one by one,
and being removed, the sea entered the cavern more freely, though ’twas
clear that the water in it would never be of depth enough to float the
galleon.
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