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Cormorant Crag

CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
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Here, Mr Roberts, hoist a flag for a pilot: that may bring yon fellow." The little flag was hoisted; old Joe took no heed, however, but went on in his boat, and the lieutenant grew impatient.
"Do you think that man understands the signal ?" "I'm sure of it, sir, for he's the best pilot we have, and knows every rock." "Then it's obstinacy.

By George, I'll sink the scoundrel if he doesn't heave to;" and, giving the order, a shot was sent skipping along just in front of old Daygo's boat, when the sail was lowered directly, hoisted again, and the boat's head turned to run towards the cutter.
"Understands that, my lads," said the lieutenant; "but you must jump down quickly--I am losing a deal of time." "Never mind, sir," said Vince; "I've been sailing all about here ever since I was quite a little fellow, and I know the rocks too.

The schooner must tack round in half an hour's time, and then run east." "Yes, I know that." "Well, sir, you can run from here right across, and save miles." The officer looked at him keenly.
"The passage is called the Narrows, and it's all deep water.

You see the big gull rock away yonder--the one with the white top ?" "Well!" "Make straight for that, and go within half a cable's length.

Then tack, keep the south point right over the windmill for your bearings, and sail due east too.


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