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of rope stuff fell square on the back of Captain Davenport's neck。 He acted 

with the celerity of one stung by a bee as he reached up and brushed the 

offending fire from his skin。 

     〃How is she heading; Captain?〃 

     〃Nor'west by west。〃 

     〃Keep her west…nor…west。〃 

     Captain Davenport put the wheel up and steadied her。 

     〃West by north; Captain。〃 

     〃West by north she is。〃 

     〃And now west。〃 

     Slowly;   point   by   point;   as   she   entered   the   lagoon;   the   PYRENEES 

described the circle that put her before the wind; and point by point; with 

all the calm certitude of a thousand years of time to spare; McCoy chanted 

the changing course。 

     〃Another point; Captain。〃 

     〃A point it is。〃 

     Captain   Davenport   whirled   several   spokes   over;   suddenly   reversing 

and coming back one to check her。 

     〃Steady。〃 

     〃Steady she isright on it。〃 



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     Despite the fact that the wind was now astern; the heat was so intense 

that Captain Davenport was compelled to steal sidelong glances into the 

binnacle; letting go the wheel now with one hand; now with the other; to 

rub or shield his blistering cheeks。 

     McCoy's beard was crinkling and shriveling and the smell of it; strong 

in the other's nostrils; compelled him to look toward McCoy with sudden 

solicitude。  Captain   Davenport   was   letting   go   the   spokes   alternately  with 

his hands in order to rub their blistering backs against his trousers。 Every 

sail on the   mizzenmast vanished in   a rush of   flame;   compelling   the   two 

men to crouch and shield their faces。 

     〃Now;〃   said   McCoy;   stealing   a   glance   ahead   at   the   low   shore;   〃four 

points up; Captain; and let her drive。〃 

     Shreds   and   patches   of   burning   rope   and   canvas   were   falling   about 

them and upon them。 The tarry smoke from a smouldering piece of rope at 

the captain's feet set him off into a violent coughing fit; during which he 

still clung to the spokes。 

     The Pyrenees struck; her bow lifted and she ground ahead gently to a 

stop。 A  shower of burning   fragments; dislodged by  the shock;  fell   about 

them。 The ship moved ahead again and struck a second time。 She crushed 

the fragile coral under her keel; drove on; and struck a third time。 

     〃Hard over;〃 said McCoy。 〃Hard over?〃 he questioned gently; a minute 

later。 

     〃She won't answer;〃 was the reply。 

     〃All   right。   She   is   swinging   around。〃   'mcCoy   peered   over   the   side。 

〃Soft; white sand。 Couldn't ask better。 A beautiful bed。〃 

     As the Pyrenees swung around her stern away from the wind; a fearful 

blast   of   smoke   and   flame   poured   aft。   Captain   Davenport   deserted        the 

wheel in blistering agony。 He reached the painter of the boat that lay under 

the quarter; then looked for McCoy; who was standing aside to let him go 

down。 

     〃You first;〃 the captain cried; gripping him by the shoulder and almost 

throwing him over the rail。 But the flame and smoke were too terrible; and 

he followed hard after McCoy; both men wriggling on the rope and sliding 

down into the boat together。 A sailor in the bow; without waiting for orders; 



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slashed   the   painter   through   with   his   sheath   knife。   The   oars;   poised   in 

readiness; bit into the water; and the boat shot away。 

     〃a beautiful bed; Captain;〃 McCoy murmured; looking back。 

     〃Ay; a beautiful bed; and all thanks to you;〃 was the answer。 

     The   three   boats   pulled   away   for   the   white   beach   of   pounded   coral; 

beyond which; on the edge of a cocoanut grove; could be seen a half dozen 

grass houses and a score or more of excited natives; gazing wide…eyed at 

the conflagration that had come to land。 

     The boats grounded and they stepped out on the white beach。 

     〃And now;〃 said McCoy; 〃I must see about getting back to Pitcairn。〃 



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