The Pirate

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Фредерик Марриет. The Pirate

Chapter One. The Bay of Biscay

Chapter Two. The Bachelor

Chapter Three. The Gale

Chapter Four. The Leak

Chapter Five. The Old Maid

Chapter Six. The Midshipman

Chapter Seven. Sleeper’s Bay

Chapter Eight. The Attack

Chapter Nine. The Capture

Chapter Ten. The Sand-Bank

Chapter Eleven. The Escape

Chapter Twelve. The Lieutenant

Chapter Thirteen. The Landing

Chapter Fourteen. The Meeting

Chapter Fifteen. The Mistake

Chapter Sixteen. The Caicos

Chapter Seventeen. The Trial

Chapter Eighteen. Conclusion

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On the evening of the same day on which the child and the two negroes had been saved from the wreck by the fortunate appearance of the frigate, Mr Witherington, of Finsbury Square, was sitting alone in his dining-room wondering what could have become of the Circassian, and why he had not received intelligence of her arrival. Mr Witherington, as we said before, was alone; he had his port and his sherry before him; and although the weather was rather warm, there was a small fire in the grate, because, as Mr Witherington asserted, it looked comfortable. Mr Witherington having watched the ceiling of the room for some time, although there was certainly nothing new to be discovered, filled another glass of wine, and then proceeded to make himself more comfortable by unbuttoning three more buttons of his waistcoat, pushing his wig further off his head, and casting loose all the buttons at the knees of his breeches; he completed his arrangements by dragging towards him two chairs within his reach, putting his legs on one, while he rested his arm on the other. And why was not Mr Witherington to make himself comfortable? He had good health, a good conscience, and eight thousand a-year.

Satisfied with all his little arrangements, Mr Witherington sipped his port wine, and putting down his glass again, fell back in his chair, placed his hands on his breast, interwove his fingers; and in this most comfortable position recommenced his speculations as to the non-arrival of the Circassian.

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“I shouldn’t wonder if Mr Bareth is not right,” replied the carpenter; “however, that’s my notion, too.”

“And mine,” added Captain Ingram. “Come, my men! never say die while there’s a shot in the locker. Let’s try her again.” And, to encourage the men, Captain Ingram threw off his coat and assisted at the first spell, while Oswald went to the helm and put the ship before the wind.

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