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The Wreck of the “Macquarie”

           Thebrigrosetwice,andthenlaymotionless,heeledoveronherportsideatanangleof30degrees.

           Theglassoftheskylighthadbeensmashedtopowder.Thepassengersrushedout.Butthewavesweresweepingthedeckfromonesidetotheother,andtheydarednotstaythere.JohnMangles,knowingtheshiptobesafelylodgedinthesand,beggedthemtoreturntotheirownquarters.

           "Tellmethetruth,John,"saidGlenarvan,calmly.

           "Thetruth,myLord,isthatweareatastandstill.Whethertheseawilldevourusisanotherquestion;butwehavetimetoconsider."

           "Itismidnight?"

           "Yes,myLord,andwemustwaitfortheday."

           "Canwenotlowertheboat?"

           "Insuchasea,andinthedark,itisimpossible.And,besides,wherecouldweland?"

           "Well,then,John,letuswaitforthedaylight."

           WillHalley,however,ranupanddownthedecklikeamaniac.Hiscrewhadrecoveredtheirsenses,andnowbroachedacaskofbrandy,andbegantodrink.Johnforesawthatiftheybecamedrunk,terriblesceneswouldensue.

           Thecaptaincouldnotbereliedontorestrainthem;thewretchedmantorehishairandwrunghishands.Hiswholethoughtwashisuninsuredcargo."Iamruined!Iamlost!"hewouldcry,asheranfromsidetoside.

           JohnManglesdidnotwastetimeonhim.Hearmedhistwocompanions,andtheyallheldthemselvesinreadinesstoresistthesailorswhowerefillingthemselveswithbrandy,seasonedwithfearfulblasphemies.

           "Thefirstofthesewretchesthatcomesneartheladies,Iwillshootlikeadog,"saidtheMajor,quietly.

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