The royals were quickly handed, but there was brief time to stow the
canvas before the wind filled the sails, and away flew the ship before
it. The fore top-gallant sail, imperfectly secured, blew out, and in an
instant was torn into shreds, which fluttered wildly for a few seconds,
and became wrapped in inextricable coils round the yard. The courses
were next brailed up, but it was hard work to stow them. Lord Reginald
saw, when too late, that it would have been wiser to shorten sail before
the wind struck the ship. All hands were now employed in reefing the
topsails, for the masts bent like willow wands. Though the ship was
kept before the wind, there was great risk of their being carried away.
Two hands were sent to the helm, but even they had the greatest
difficulty to steer the ship. The only hope of saving the masts was in
keeping directly before the wind until the canvas could be taken off
her. The mizzen-topsail had been furled. The main-topsail was already
on the cap, when a loud report was heard as it was split, and fluttering
violently threatened to carry away the men off the yard.
The crew with their knives endeavoured to cut it adrift, when they were
called down to assist in securing the foresail. It was of the greatest
importance to keep head sail on the ship, lest she should broach to.
The sea was rising, sending the spray in thick masses over the ship,
obscuring all objects round her.
Dick and Ben had been actively engaged aloft.
"I say, Ben, what's become of the chase?" asked Dick, shading his eyes
and looking out ahead through the driving sheets of spray.
"That's more than you or I or any one else can tell. She may be where
she was, or she mayn't. Mortal eyes can't see through that thick mist
ahead, and we are not likely to set ours on her again even if she keeps
afloat, and that's more than I can say any ship will do if it comes on
to blow much harder than it does now. I thought I knew what a gale of
wind was, but this beats all I have ever seen. Old Harry Cane rampaging
about on board with a vengeance!"
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