With one hand on the line and both feet planted firmlyon the galleon's timbers, he drew his cutlass and clamped the bladebetween his teeth. All the watchers, except Cumbrae, were stunned by the Dutchman'svirtuosity. Shelooked- back over her shoulder. er strength, so that the layers offat wobbled and shook on the maid's limbs as the lash bit into them.
Wash the cut, as I taught you. By God, Schreuder, do you doubt my word? What of your assurance thatyou wanted to throw in your lot with me? If my actions offend you thenit's better that we part now. I must protest in thestrongest possible terms. Sweet Jesus, Captain, you must believe me! Schreuder shouted.
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