Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
Some few more minutes passed. "She's up to her," he cried; "see, she's
shortening sail, which will help to give the other fellows a better
chance of escaping; but she'll not be long about it."
Once more the sails were sheeted home, and the ship rushed forward after
her prey, the boat she had lowered appearing like a small speck on the
ocean, close to the dhow about to be boarded. The steamer was now in
hot chase after the other two dhows, still considerably ahead of her,
and making, apparently, for the shore, from which she was endeavouring
to turn them by a rapid discharge of shot and shell. The boat's crew
she had left behind were quickly in possession of the dhow, the Arabs,
as far as could be seen, having made no resistance.
"I thought the coast was rocky all the way to the north," observed Tom;
"if those dhows run on shore they will be knocked to pieces in no time,
and every human being on board them drowned."
"I heard the master say only yesterday that there were one or two sandy
beaches of no great extent some miles on, and I suppose the dhows are
making for them, though I shouldn't have thought they had got so far,"
answered Desmond; "I only hope the ship won't be knocking her nose on
the rocks in her eagerness to get hold of the fellows."
"No fear of that," said Tom; "my brother Jack is too careful to do so
bungling a thing; though he's ready enough to run every risk when
necessary. He wouldn't esteem your remark as a compliment."
"I don't doubt his judgment," said Desmond; "though if you are not on
board to give him the benefit of your advice, he may be after getting
into a scrape. But, I say, what are the other two boats about? I had
almost forgotten them."
Tom turned his telescope to the south-east, in which direction the white
bulging sails of the dhows could be seen shining brightly, as they
floated above the blue ocean; while the boats lay ahead of them, like
two crouching savage animals waiting for their prey. They were more
than a mile apart, so that they could render no assistance to each
other; but, apparently, they considered that would not be necessary, as
the Arabs, even if they had slaves on board, were not likely to offer
any resistance with a man-of-war in sight. There was no escape for
either of the dhows, for the surf broke upon every part of the coast
visible to the southward with a fury which must preclude all hope of
escape to any human being on board; and thus, if they intended to fight,
they must be prepared to conquer and run ahead of the ship while she was
engaged with her companions nearer the shore. Still, there was
sufficient probability of their doing so to make Desmond and Tom, with
all the men on the rock, watch the proceedings with intense interest.
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