The Queen's Cup by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty
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and I suppose she would have stopped to pick us up. It was the
Osprey I was thinking of. Even if every life on board had been saved, I don't see how we could have followed up the search without her." Chapter 13. Three hours later the breeze came. Frank was pacing up and down the deck, when there was a slight creak above. He stopped and looked up. "Is that the breeze?" he asked the first mate, whose watch it was. "I think so, sir, though it may be just the heaving from a steamer somewhere. I don't feel any wind; not a breath from any quarter." There was another and more decided sound above. "There is no mistake this time," the mate said, as the boom which had been hanging amidships slowly swung over to port. "It's somewhere about the quarter that we expected it from, and coming as gently as a lamb." Five minutes later there was sufficient breeze to cause her to heel over perceptibly as she moved quietly through the water. "Hands aft to shake out the reefs," the mate called. |
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