Wulf the Saxon - A Story of the Norman Conquest by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty
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in the stern, but when we are about to strike they must all run
suddenly forward, so as to leap out as soon as she touches the ground. There will be but little time given to them, for assuredly the seas will batter her to pieces the moment she falls among the rocks." Harold issued the order. All were to remain at their posts until he gave the word, and were then to run forward. The master scanned the shore anxiously. "See you, my lord, that opening right ahead of us? It seems to me barely the width of the ship, but if I can direct her truly between the rocks methinks that most of the crew will gain the land. I shall myself take the helm. That is my duty and my right, and should I not succeed in making the shore, I shall at least die well contented with the thought that you who are the hope of England will be saved." "I would fain stay with you, Edred." "That cannot be, my lord. As it is my duty to stay by the ship to the last, so it is your first duty to save your life for England. I need no aid, for the vessel steers well, and by the help of a rope round the tiller I can manage her alone. Farewell, my lord, if we are not to meet again on earth. A very few minutes will decide our fate." "Swimming will be of no use there, Osgod," Wulf said. "Look how the spray dashes itself against the black rocks." "I thought not that it would be so bad," Osgod replied. "I wonder |
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