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Bracebridge Hemyng Young Jack Harkaway Fighting the Pirates of the Red Sea

When dinner was ended, Jack conducted Clara back to her room.
“If you hear anything do not be alarmed, darling,” he said.
“Do you expect any fighting?” she asked.
“I reckon we shall be attacked by the pirates.”
“But you have paid them.”
“If not I should not be a free man here.”
“What have you to dread?”
“Hunston is with them; they have hoisted the black flag, and we have everything to be afraid of.”
“Having tasted blood, they want more.”
“That is so; appetite grows by what it feeds on.”
Clara wrung her hands passionately.
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Bracebridge Hemyng Young Jack Harkaway Fighting the Pirates of the Red Sea

Professor Mole was cooler than any one else.
He helped himself to a glass of wine and smiled blandly, blinking through his eye-glasses.
When we say cooler, we are alluding to the state of his mind, not of his body.
He was perspiring as freely as everyone else.
In fact, all people find time to do in the Red Sea is to indulge in unlimited perspiration.
Occasionally they find time to look at something to eat, take a drink—coffee or tea—the water is abominable, and snatch a little sleep.
“If some unknown steamer is about to run us down I am prepared,” Mole exclaimed.
“For what, sir?” asked Harry.
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Bracebridge Hemyng Young Jack Harkaway Fighting the Pirates of the Red Sea

Harry, being light, pushed ahead, and was half out of sight in the mists when Jack reached the door.
“Hold up,” called Jack. “I can’t come so fast as all that. Wait a minute; we don’t want to lose each other in the fog.”
“Come on, then!” cried Harry. “I want to make sure of the boat, anyhow.”
But Jack didn’t, because he couldn’t.
Suddenly a dozen or more men sprang into view around the angles of the castle wall.
They were dressed like Arabs, and were evidently pirates.
Some carried sharp scimetars, and others the old-fashioned, long-barreled guns which the Arabs use.
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