Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
"Here comes the brute!" cried the gunner, stepping forward; and they
caught sight of the animal, a huge mastiff, bounding towards them. Dick
held his drawn cutlass ready in his hand, and as the creature sprang up
to seize him by the throat, with one sweep of his weapon he laid it dead
at his feet, with its head almost severed from the body.
"Well done, Needham!" exclaimed Jack.
"It was necessary, sir, but I was sorry to kill the poor brute!"
answered Dick.
"We have no time to think about that," said Jack, "for we must set the
stacks on fire at once;" and they again crept forward. Brave as he was,
and fully convinced of the importance of the act he was about to do, he
could not help reflecting that it was not the sort of work in which he,
as an English officer, would wish to be discovered. However, it was to
be done, and the sooner it was done the better. As he got close to the
stacks, he looked to either side, to ascertain whether any sentry was
posted in the neighbourhood, but discovering no one, he placed his two
companions, one at one end, and the other at the centre of the stacks,
with directions to strike their lights immediately they saw him ignite
his, so that they might fire them at the same moment. He then crept
forward to his post, and waited a few seconds to listen; not a sound was
heard from the neighbouring village, and, quickly obtaining a light, he
set fire to a bundle of stalks which he pulled out of the stack,
strewing it along the side. His companions imitating him, in one
instant the whole of the immense pile was in a blaze, the flames
ascending with unexpected rapidity.
"We must put our best foot foremost," said Jack, suiting the action to
the word; and off they set running as hard as they could. Fortunately
there was a tolerably well-beaten path along the bank of the river, by
which they had come, but concealment was hopeless, and Jack observed the
glare of the fire falling on the backs of his two companions as he
followed at their heels, feeling it his duty, as he had led the advance,
to bring up the rear.
Shouts and cries were presently heard; every moment he expected to see a
body of the enemy in hot pursuit. At first he thought of plunging into
the stream and swimming across; but, fully clothed as they were, it
would have been a difficult undertaking, and they might get over by the
ford quite as quickly. They accordingly kept on till it was reached,
and then, wading across, they returned down the opposite bank, Jack
considering it important to keep in the road they had come. By the time
they had got opposite the stacks, the whole were blazing fiercely up,
throwing a ruddy glare on all the objects around to a considerable
distance. They thus stood revealed to the inhabitants on the opposite
side, who appeared not to be aware till then who were the perpetrators
of the deed.
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