Classic Book Library : Historical Fiction : The Bravest Of The Brave; Or, With Peterborough In Spain : Chapter 5 : Page 1 of 24 The Pirate Hold "The frigate was again disguised as a merchantman, as, if she had passed within sight of the island looking like a ship of war, it would have put the pirates on their guard, and I had told the captain there were guns enough at the mouth of the cove to blow the ship's boats out of the water. As to the frigate getting in, I knew she couldn't, for there was only just enough water at the entrance for the pirate vessels to enter in. I was not in irons now, but spent my time on deck; and a wretched time it was, I can tell you, for not a sailor on board would speak to me."For three weeks we cruised about, sailing round island after island, but at last as we were approaching one of them I saw the three trees. "'That's the place,' I said to the boatswain, who was standing near me, and he carried the news to the quarterdeck, and brought back word I was to go to the captain. "You are sure those are the trees?' "'Quite sure, sir.' "'They answer to your description certainly,' the captain said. 'Keep her away, master, I don't want them to think we are steering for the island.' Copyright © 2004-2005 Classic Book Library |