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Portrait of Rafael Sabatini Rafael Sabatini Captain Blood: His Odyssey — Chapter XI: Filial Piety (1922)

New to the seas of the Spanish Main and to the ways of the adventurers who sailed it, Captain Blood still entertained illusions. But the next dawn was to shatter them rudely and for ever.
Coming on deck before the sun was up, he saw land ahead, as the Spaniard had promised them last night. Some ten miles ahead it lay, a long coast-line filling the horizon east and west, with a massive headland jutting forward straight before them. Staring at it, he frowned. He had not conceived that Curaçao was of such considerable dimensions. Indeed, this looked less like an island than the main itself.
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Portrait of Rafael Sabatini Rafael Sabatini Captain Blood: His Odyssey — Chapter XI: Filial Piety (1922)

Captain Blood corrected him. "And your parole, you tyke of Spain?"
"You think I give my parole to leave you sons of filth with this beautiful Spanish ship, to go make war upon other Spaniards! Ha!" Don Diego laughed in his throat. "You fool! You can kill me. Pish! It is very well. I die with my work well done. In less than an hour you will be the prisoners of Spain, and the Cinco Llagas will go belong to Spain again."
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Portrait of Rafael Sabatini Rafael Sabatini Captain Blood: His Odyssey — Chapter XI: Filial Piety (1922)

And you, Dyke, go up and bid them set the flag of Spain aloft."
Don Diego, with his body stretched in an arc across the cannon's mouth, legs and arms lashed to the carriage on either side of it, eyeballs rolling in his head, glared maniacally at Captain Blood. A man may not fear to die, and yet be appalled by the form in which death comes to him.
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