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The Ebb-Tide

CHAPTER 4
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Not a cat stirred, there was no speech of man; and the sea being exceeding high outside, and the reef close to where the schooner lay, the clamour of the surf hung round her like the sound of battle.
'Ohe la goelette!' sang out the doctor, with his best voice.
Instantly, from the house where they had been stowing away stores, first Davis, and then the ragamuffin, swarthy crew made their appearance.
'Hullo, Hay, that you ?' said the captain, leaning on the rail.

'Tell the old man to lay her alongside, as if she was eggs.

There's a hell of a run of sea here, and his boat's brittle.' The movement of the schooner was at that time more than usually violent.
Now she heaved her side as high as a deep sea steamer's, and showed the flashing of her copper; now she swung swiftly toward the boat until her scuppers gurgled.
'I hope you have sea legs,' observed the doctor.

'You will require them.' Indeed, to board the Farallone, in that exposed position where she lay, was an affair of some dexterity.

The less precious goods were hoisted roughly in; the chronometer, after repeated failures, was passed gently and successfully from hand to hand; and there remained only the more difficult business of embarking Huish.


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