[Micah Clarke by Arthur Conan Doyle]@TWC D-Link bookMicah Clarke CHAPTER VI 28/31
You can please yourself.
We have to beat up against the wind all the way.
She's on the look-out, for I hailed her yesternight, and let her know as how I should bear down on her about seven bells of the morning watch.' I was thinking as we trudged down the road that Phoebe would need to be learned in sea terms to make out the old man's meaning, when he pulled up short and clapped his hands to his pockets. 'Zounds!' he cried, 'I have forgot to bring a pistol.' 'In Heaven's name!' I said in amazement, 'what could you want with a pistol ?' 'Why, to make signals with,' said he.
'Odds me that I should have forgot it! How is one's consort to know what is going forward when the flagship carries no artillery? Had the lass been kind I should have fired one gun, that you might know it.' 'Why,' I answered, 'if you come not out I shall judge that all is well. If things go amiss I shall see you soon.' 'Aye--or stay! I'll hoist a white jack at the port-hole.
A white jack means that she hath hauled down her colours.
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