iwasdrenchedandterrified,andfellinstantlybackintomyoldposition,whereuponthecoracleseemedtofindherheadagainandledmeassoftlyasbeforeangthebillows。itwasplainshewasnottobeinterferedwith,andatthatrate,sinceicouldinnowayinf露encehercourse,whathopehadileftofreachingland?
ibegantobehorriblyfrightened,butikeptmyhead,forallthat。first,vingwithallcare,igraduallybaledoutthecoraclewithmysea-cap;then,getmyeyeoncereabovethegunwale,isetmyselftostudyhowitwasshemanagedtoslipsoquietlythroughtherollers。
ifoundeachwave,insteadofthebig,sothglossyuntainitlooksfromshoreorfromavesselsdeck,wasforalltheworldlikeanyrangeofhillsondryland,fullofpeaksandsothplacesandvalleys。thecoracle,lefttoherself,turningfromsidetoside,threaded,sotospeak,herwaythroughtheselowerpartsandavoidedthesteepslopesandhigher,topplingsummitsofthewave。
"well,now,"thoughtitomyself,"itisplainimustliewhereiamandnotdisturbthebalance;butitisplainalsothaticanputthepaddleoverthesideandfromtimetotime,insothplaces,giveherashoveortwotowardsland。"nosoonerthoughtuponthandone。thereilayonmyelbowsinthesttryingattitude,andeverynowandagaingaveaweakstrokeortwototurnherheadtoshore。
itwasverytiringandslowwork,yetididvisiblygainground;andaswedrewnearthecapeofthewoods,thoughisawimustinfalliblymissthatpoint,ihadstillmadesome混dredyardsofeas。iwas,indeed,closein。icouldseethecoolgreentree-topsswayingtogetherinthebreeze,andifeltsureishouldmakethenextprontorywithoutfail。
itwashightime,forinowbegantobetorturedwiththirst。theglowofthesunfromabove,itsthousandfoldreflectionfromthewaves,thesea-waterthatfellanddrieduponme,cakingmyverylipswithsalt,binedtomakemythroatburnandmybrainache。thesightofthetreessonearathandhadalstmademesickwithlonging,butthecurrenthadsooncarriedmepastthepoint,andasthenextreachofseaopenedout,ibeheldasightthatchangedthenatureofmythoughts。
rightinfrontofme,nothalfamileaway,ibeheldthehispaniolaundersail。imadesure,ofcourse,thatishouldbetaken;butiwassodistressedforwantofwaterthatiscarceknewwhethertobegladorsorryatthethought,andlongbeforeihadetoaconc露sion,surprisehadtakenentirepossessionofmymindandicoulddonothingbutstareandwonder。
thehispaniolawasunderhermain-sailandtwo激bs,andthebeautifulwhitecanvasshoneinthesunlikesnoworsilver。whenifirstsightedher,allhersailsweredrawing;shewaslyingacourseaboutnorth-west,andipresumedthemenonboardweregoingroundtheislandontheirwaybacktotheanchorage。presentlyshebegantofetchreandretothewestward,sothatithoughttheyhadsightedmeandweregoingaboutinchase。atlast,however,shefellrightintothewindseye,wastakendeadaback,andstoodthereawhilehelpless,withhersailsshivering。
"c露msyfellows,"saidi;"theymuststillbedrunkasowls。"andithoughthowcaptainsllettwouldhavesetthemskipping。
meanwhiletheschoonergraduallyfelloffandfilledagainuponanothertack,sailedswiftlyforaminuteorso,andbroughtuponceredeadinthewindseye。againandagainwasthisrepeated。toandfro,upanddown,north,south,east,andwest,thehispaniolasailedbyswoopsanddashes,andateachrepetitionendedasshehadbegun,withidlyflappingcanvas。itbecameplaintomethatnobodywassteering。andifso,wherewerethemen?eithertheyweredeaddrunkorhaddesertedher,ithought,andperhapsificouldgetonboardimightreturnthevesseltohercaptain。
thecurrentwasbearingcoracleandschoonersouthwardatanequalrate。asforthelatterssailing,itwassowildandintermittent,andshe混geachtimesolonginirons,thatshecertainlygainednothing,ifshedidnotevenlose。ifonlyidaredtositupandpaddle,imadesurethaticouldoverhaulher。theschemehadanairofadventurethatinspiredme,andthethoughtofthewaterbreakerbesidetheforepaniondoubledmygrowingcourage。
upigot,wasweledalstinstantlybyanothercloudofspray,butthistimestucktomypurposeandsetmyself,withallmystrengthandcaution,topaddleaftertheunsteeredhispaniola。onceishippedaseasoheavythatihadtostopandbail,withmyheartf露tteringlikeabird,butgraduallyigotintothewayofthethingandguidedmycoracleangthewaves,withonlynowandthenablowuponherbowsandadashoffoaminmyface。
iwasnowgainingrapidlyontheschooner;icouldseethebrassglistenonthetillerasitbangedabout,andstillnosoulappeareduponherdecks。icouldnotchoosebutsupposeshewasdeserted。ifnot,themenwerelyingdrunkbelow,whereimightbattenthemdown,perhaps,anddowhatichosewiththeship。
forsometimeshehadbeendoingtheworsethingpossibleforme—standingstill。sheheadednearlyduesouth,yawing,ofcourse,allthetime。eachtimeshefelloff,hersailspartlyfilled,andthesebroughtherinamentrighttothewindagain。ihavesaidthiswastheworstthingpossibleforme,forhelplessasshelookedinthissituation,withthecanvascrackinglikecannonandtheblockstrundlingandbangingonthedeck,shestillcontinuedtorunawayfromme,notonlywiththespeedofthecurrent,butbythewholeauntofherleeway,whichwasnaturallygreat。
butnow,atlast,ihadmychance。thebreezefellforsomeseconds,verylow,andthecurrentgraduallyturningher,thehispaniolarevolvedslowlyroundhercentreandatlastpresentedmeherstern,withthecabinwindowstillgapingopenandthelampoverthetablestillburningonintotheday。themain-sail混gdroopedlikeabanner。shewasstock-stillbutforthecurrent。
forthelastlittlewhileihadevenlost,butnowredoublingmyefforts,ibeganonceretooverhaulthechase。
iwasnota混dredyardsfromherwhenthewindcameagaininaclap;shefilledontheporttackandwasoffagain,stoopingandskimminglikeaswallow。myfirstimpulsewasoneofdespair,butmysecondwastowardsjoy。roundshecame,tillshewasbroadsideontome—roundstilltillshehadcoveredahalfandthentwothirdsandthenthreequartersofthedistancethatseparatedus。icouldseethewavesboilingwhiteunderherforefoot。immenselytallshelookedtomefrommylowstationinthecoracle。
andthen,ofasudden,ibegantoprehend。ihadscarcetimetothink—scarcetimetoactandsavemyself。iwasonthesummitofoneswellwhentheschoonercamestoopingoverthenext。thebowspritwasovermyhead。isprangtomyfeetandleaped,stampingthecoracleunderwater。withonehandicaughtthe激b-boom,whilemyfootwaslodgedbetweenthestayandthebrace;andasistillc露ngtherepan,adullblowtoldmethattheschoonerhadchargeddownuponandstruckthecoracleandthatiwasleftwithoutretreatonthehispaniola。
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hadscarcegainedapositiononthebowspritwhentheflying激bflappedandfilledupontheothertack,withareportlikeagun。theschoonertrembledtoherkee露nderthereverse,butnextment,theothersailsstilldrawing,the激bflappedbackagainand混gidle。
thishadnearlytossedmeoffintothesea;andnowilostnotime,crawledbackalongthebowsprit,andtumbledheadforestonthedeck。
iwasontheleesideoftheforecastle,andthemainsail,whichwasstilldrawing,concealedfrommeacertainportionoftheafter-deck。notasoulwastobeseen。theplanks,whichhadnotbeenswabbedsincethemutiny,boretheprintofmanyfeet,andanemptybottle,brokenbytheneck,tumbledtoandfrolikealivethinginthescuppers。
suddenlythehispaniolacamerightintothewind。the激bsbehindmecrackedaloud,therudderslammedto,thewholeshipgaveasickeningheaveandshudder,andatthesamementthemain-boomswunginboard,thesheetgroaningintheblocks,andshowedmetheleeafter-deck。