Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
As he spoke, the report of a gun was heard, and it was seen that the
boat, as she pulled towards the slavers, was firing at them from her
bow. The Arabs on the hillside, startled by the sound, looked round;
those who were in a position to see what was happening below, shouted to
their companions, who speedily began to leap down the rocks; most of
those on the platform, in their hurry and fright, springing down a
distance by which they ran an imminent risk of breaking their necks;
others bounded down the pathway in a mode terror alone could have
prompted them to venture on.
"Now's our time!" exclaimed Desmond, seizing several large stones which
lay in the hollow; "if our bullets can't reach them, these will;" and he
and Tom, leaping from under cover on to the platform, while their men
kept up a brisk fire, began to pelt the retreating Arabs, three of whom
were knocked over, several others having broken their legs or necks in
their flight, till the hillside presented the appearance of a
battlefield. All this time the midshipmen and sailors were shouting and
hallooing at their flying foes. The larger number of the Arabs,
however, reached the bottom of the hill unhurt, and were seen hurrying
down to the shore, apparently with the intention of shoving off to the
dhows to assist their countrymen. They were all collected together,
engaged in launching a boat, when a shell plunged right in among them,
killing and wounding several. The rest, fearing the visit of another
missile, took to flight. The desire, however, of preventing the slaves
being captured, either by bringing them on shore or beating off the
English, induced them to go back and make a second attempt; but scarcely
had they collected when another shell pitched right into the boat,
shattering her to pieces, and laying low two more of their number.
This was more than their greed of gain could stand; again they took to
flight, following their chief, who made towards the only shady spot in
the neighbourhood, where a horse was left tethered. Mounting, he
galloped off, followed by the rest of his gang on foot.
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