"Up with the helm; what are you about, quarter-master ?" "The wind has headed us, sir," replied the quarter-master, coolly.
The captain and master remained at the binnacle watching the compass, and when the sails were again full, she had broken off two points, and the point of land was only a little on the lee bow.
"We must wear her round, Mr Falcon.

Hands, wear ship--ready, oh, ready." "She has come up again," cried the master, who was at the binnacle.
"Hold fast there a minute.

How's her head now ?" "N.N.E., as she was before she broke off, sir." "Pipe belay," said the captain.

"Falcon," continued he, "if she breaks off again we may have no room to wear; indeed there is so little room now, that I must run the risk.

Which cable was ranged last night--the best bower ?" "Yes, sir." "Jump down, then, and see it double-bitted and stoppered at thirty fathoms.