calculations on the subject, they would have found that it is better to
move quickly across dangerous ground just as it is to skate rapidly over
thin ice. The shouts and cheers of the seamen, it appeared, had struck
terror into the hearts of the pirates, for they did not come forth from
their places of concealment. The storming-party passed by some low
huts, but no one was within, and then they came to an open space. Just
then, through the gloom, they caught sight of a band emerging from
behind some buildings opposite, and advancing boldly to defend the
place. They themselves, apparently being hidden by the dark shade of
the huts, were not seen. So, waiting a little, out they rushed,
clearing the open space at full speed to meet the pirates. Pistols were
flashing, cutlasses were clashing in an instant of time, and all parties
were engaged to their hearts' content in a desperate struggle. Jack
descried a young pirate, as his size showed him to be, on the right of
the party, and they at once, as if by mutual consent, singled each other
out, and were instantly hot at work like the rest, slashing away with
their cutlasses most desperately. "Yield, you young pirate, yield!"
sang out Jack, finding that he could gain no advantage over his
opponent.
"Pirate! I'm no more pirate than you are," was the reply, in a voice
which Jack instantly recognised as that of Paddy Adair, whose skull he
had been endeavouring so hard to split.
"Oh! Paddy, is that you?" cried Jack. "Well, I'm so glad that I didn't
hurt you. But I say, old fellow, if you are not a pirate, where are the
rascals? Let's go and find them out."
"Hillo! what's all this about?" sang out Mr Thorn. "Why, Hemming, is
that you? I thought you were pirates."
"I paid you the same compliment, sir," answered the old mate, with a
slight touch of irony in his tone, for Mr Thorn had just shot off the
rim of his cap. "You very nearly spoilt my beauty by mistake."
"I am very sorry for that, Hemming," answered the lieutenant coolly;
"but I wonder where the fellows have got to. We must rout them out."
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