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J. Allan Dunn On the Account — VI. The Kissing Palms (1917)

Bane came up and sent a keen eye to the set of the sails, to the even wake that streamed greenish-white, like marble, behind them. The steering was perfect. The brigantine was at the limit of its speed.
“Once clear of this,” he said to Denton, “and we’ll careen. If we were not foul we could hold her. As it is——”
“Land ahead,” came from the foremast where a man balanced himself in the top mast crosstrees. Another shot came from the corvette.
“Try her with the stern-chaser,” ordered Bane. “The water should begin to shallow soon. We’ll lead her on since we can not shake her off.”
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J. Allan Dunn On the Account — VI. The Kissing Palms (1917)

The corvette was flush-decked and schooner rigged. She had but one tier of guns but they were handled by a picked crew. The vice-admiral had grown tired of chasing Bane with craft slower than the brigantine and he had requisitioned Sawtrell and the Juno to rid the seas of the Venture. As long as Bane was free to ravage, others were likely to emulate his example.
There were plenty of men among those recently pardoned at Providence who itched for the old life and made a hero out of Bane, laughing in their sleeves at Rogers for letting him escape from Nassau.
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J. Allan Dunn On the Account — VI. The Kissing Palms (1917)

Denton nodded and went below. They wanted no kill-joys aboard, he told himself. The skipper had promised Todd an extra share for successful pilotage. There was none too much for sharing with the big crew.
I would that I could place the man, he thought. It is no pleasant memory he brings up, of that I’ll be sworn. The man hates himself and all the world.
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