He pointed to a great island rock, that rose steeply from the sea, crowned with huge walls and towers.

There was another city on the mainland.
'That's part of Tyre, too,' said the Captain; 'it's where the great merchants have their pleasure-houses and gardens and farms.' 'Look, look!' Cyril cried suddenly; 'what a lovely little ship!' A ship in full sail was passing swiftly through the fishing fleet.

The Captain's face changed.

He frowned, and his eyes blazed with fury.
'Insolent young barbarian!' he cried.

'Do you call the ships of Tyre LITTLE?
None greater sail the seas.