Hal had recovered his breath. Schreuder did not pause to watch these hideous death throes, butdropped the smoking musket and dived headfirst into the deepest part ofthe channel. f the treasure compartment that theDutch authorities had deliberately covered with the heaviest cargo. They rose in a cacophony of honks, quacks and cackles, twenty different varieties of ducks and geese unlike any they knew from the north.
He drew the sword from its scabbard and rose on oneknee, then paused as a thought struck him with force. He was so close now that his voice carried to Hal as he snapped athis men, Keep your line! Keep the advance going. The cobbles beneath his feet were shining wetly with the rainsquall that had just passed. They were farmer's hands, broad and strong and calloused,the backs covered with stiff bristles.
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