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afest where we are." "Yes; Chips is right," said Fitz. "It would be very dangerous unless we could get them on the run. I wouldn't do that." "What would you do, then?" said Poole. "Well," said Fitz, "you told me I was not a player, and that it was your game." "Yes, but that was before you began peppering the beggars with that double gun." "Now, that's too bad," cried Fitz petulantly. "There, I've done now." "No, you haven't. You have got something on your mind, and if it's a dodge to help us all out of this mess, you are not the fellow to keep it back. So come; out with it." "Well, I'll tell you what I've been thinking," said Fitz, "almost ever since I heard what that Mr Miguel said about the reinforcements coming from Velova." "What, to crush us up?" said Poole. "Enough to make any one think! But what about it?" "Why, the fort and earthworks will be emptied and all the fighting men on the way to-morrow to come and fight us here." "Of course, and they'll be here some time to-morrow afternoon, and if they don't beat us they will be going back with sore heads; but I am afraid that those of us who are left will be going back as prisoners. Is that what you meant?" "No," said Fitz, and without heeding a faint rustling sound such as might have been made by some wild creature, or an enemy stealing up to listen to their words, he went on: "I was thinking that this is what we ought to do--I mean your father and the Don--steal off at once without making a sound, all of us, English and Spaniards too, down to that timber-wharf." "But suppose the enemy have got scouts out there?" "I don't believe they have. After that last thrashing they drew off ever so far, and that President is doing nothing but wait for the coming of his reinforcements." "That sounds right, Mr Poole, sir," said the carpenter. "Well, it's likely," said Poole, and the faint rustling went on unheard. "But what then?" "Whistle up the boat. The men would know your signal." "Yes?" "Load her up till the water's above the streak, and let her drop down with the stream. I noticed that it ran pretty fast. Land the men at the mouth; leave them to signal for the schooner to come within reach-- they could do that with the lantern, or a bit of fire on the shore, if they didn't hear the captain's pipe--and while they are doing that, four men with oars row back as hard as ever they could go, to fetch another boat-load." "
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