[The Cornet of Horse by G. A. Henty]@TWC D-Link bookThe Cornet of Horse CHAPTER 11: A Death Trap 11/18
The arms are rusted, and have been there some time, I should say.
There is also a bag of heavy shot, and there is a long duck gun fastened to the beam; but all these things are natural enough in a boat like this.
No doubt they fire a charge or two of shot into a passing flight of wildfowl when they get the chance." "That's all right then, Hugh, especially as they evidently could not go down into the cabin without our seeing them; and as with our pistols and swords we could make short work of them even if they did mean mischief, we need not trouble ourselves any further in the matter.
It's going to be a wet night, I am afraid; not that it makes much difference, but one would rather have stayed on deck as long as one could keep awake, for the smells of the cabin of a Dutch fishing boat are not of the sweetest." Rupert was not mistaken.
As the darkness came on a thick heavy mist began to fall steadily; and he and Hugh descended through the half door from the cockpit into the cabin. "Now let us have supper, Hugh; there are plenty of good things; and I have a famous appetite." The thoughtfulness of Mynheer von Duyk's housekeeper had placed two candles in the basket together with two drinking glasses; and the former were soon lighted, and by the aid of a drop or two of their own grease, fixed upright on the rough table.
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