The Water-Witch; Or, the Skimmer of the Seas: A TaleCooper, James Fenimore
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The Water-Witch; Or, the Skimmer of the Seas: A Tale
Cooper, James Fenimore
Sea stories
When Alida lifted her eyes, it was in kindness, and with that frank
ingenuousness with which an unperverted female greets the countenance
of those who have her confidence. She smiled, though still in sadness
rather than in pleasure; and she spoke, but the distance prevented her
words from being audible. At the next instant, Seadrift moved into the
space visible through the half-drawn drapery, and took her hand. Alida
made no effort to withdraw the member; but, on the contrary, she looked
up into his face with still less equivocal interest, and appeared to
listen to his voice with an absorbed attention. The gate was swung
violently open, and Ludlow had reached the margin of the river before
he again paused.
The barge of the Coquette was found where her commander had ordered his
people to lie concealed, and he was about to enter it, when the noise
of the little gate, again shutting with the wind, induced him to cast a
look behind. A human form was distinctly to be seen, against the light
walls of the villa, descending towards the river. The men were
commanded to keep close, and, withdrawing within the shadow of a fence,
the captain waited the approach of the new-comer.
As the unknown person passed, Ludlow recognized the agile form of the
free-trader. The latter advanced to the margin of the river, and gazed
warily about him for several minutes. A low but distinct note, on a
common ship’s-call, was then heard. The summons was soon succeeded by
the appearance of a small skiff, which glided out of the grass on the
opposite side of the stream, and approached the spot where Seadrift
awaited its arrival. The free-trader sprang lightly into the little
boat, which immediately began to glide out of the river. As the skiff
passed the spot where he stood, Ludlow saw that it was pulled by a
single seaman; and, as his own boat was manned by six lusty rowers, he
felt that the person of the man whom he so much envied was at length
fairly and honorably in his power. We shall not attempt to analyze the
emotion that was ascendant in the mind of the young officer. It is
enough for our purpose to add, that he was soon in his boat and in full
pursuit.
As the course to be taken by the barge was diagonal rather than direct,
a few powerful strokes of the oars brought it so near the skiff, that
Ludlow, by placing his hand on the gunwale of the latter, could arrest
its progress.
“Though so lightly equipped, fortune favors you less in boats than in
larger craft, Master Seadrift;” said Ludlow, when, by virtue of a
strong arm, he had drawn his prize so near, as to find himself seated
within a few feet of his prisoner. “We meet on our proper element,
where there can be no neutrality between one of the contraband and a
servant of the Queen.”
The start, the half-repressed exclamation, and the momentary silence,
showed that the captive had been taken completely by surprise.
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