Long hours he had pored over the charts in his father's cabin when heshould have been learning by rote the tables of celestial passages, ordeclining his Latin verbs. Hal grinned. We have some unfinishedbusiness thereabouts. His fatherdid not see him go.
CaptainSamuel Bowles. Just before sunset Hal called a halt, and they rowed back towards theanchored galleon. From two cables' length away he recognized theslim figure standing beside the single mast. Stand to arms! On methe First Company! Hal paused only a moment to light the slow-match of one of his pis
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