Chapter 19

           IcameondecktofindtheGhostheadingupcloseontheporttackandcuttingintowindwardofafamiliarspritsailclose-hauledonthesametackaheadofus.Allhandswereondeck,fortheyknewthatsomethingwastohappenwhenLeachandJohnsonweredraggedaboard.

           Itwasfourbells.Louiscameafttorelievethewheel.Therewasadampnessintheair,andInoticedhehadonhisoilskins.

           "Whatarewegoingtohave?"Iaskedhim.

           "Ahealthyyoungslipofagalefromthebreathivit,sir,"heanswered,"withasplatterivrainjusttowetourgillsan’nomore."

           "Toobadwesightedthem,"Isaid,astheGhost’sbowwasflungoffapointbyalargeseaandtheboatleapedforamomentpastthejibsandintoourlineofvision.

           Louisgaveaspokeandtemporized."They’dneverivmadetheland,sir,I’mthinkin’."

           "Thinknot?"Iqueried.

           "No,sir.Didyoufeelthat?"(Apuffhadcaughttheschooner,andhewasforcedtoputthewheeluprapidlytokeepheroutofthewind.)"’Tisnoegg-shell’llfloatonthisseaanhourcome,an’it’sastrokeivluckforthemwe’reheretopick’emup."

           WolfLarsenstrodeaftfromamidships,wherehehadbeentalkingwiththerescuedmen.Thecat-likespringinessinhistreadwasalittlemorepronouncedthanusual,andhiseyeswerebrightandsnappy.

           "Threeoilersandafourthengineer,"washisgreeting."Butwe’llmakesailorsoutofthem,orboat-pullersatanyrate.

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