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'Luff, you lubber,' cried an Irish voice that was Smee's; 'here's the rock. Now, then, what we have to do is to hoist the redskin on to it and leave her there to drown.' It was the work of one brutal moment to land the beautiful girl on the rock; she was too proud to offer a vain resistance. LUFF YOU LUMBER CRIED AN IRISH VOICE THAT WAS SMEE'S HERE'S THE ROCK NOW THEN WHAT WE HAVE TO DO IS TO HOIST THE REDSKINS ON TO IT AND LEAVE IT THERE TO DROWN IT WAS THE WORK OF ONE BRUTAL MOMENT TO LAND THE BEAUTIFUL GIRL ON THE ROCK SHE WAS TOO PROUD TO OFFER A FAINER ASSISTANCE
one in the forbidding waters, as if it were itself marooned. The boat drew nearer. It was the pirate dinghy, with three figures in her, Smee and Starkey, and the third a captive, no other than Tiger Lily. Her hands and ankles were tied, and she knew what was to be her fate. She was to be left on the rock to perish, an end to one of her race more terrible than death by fire or torture, for is it not written in the book of the tribe that there is no path through water to the happy hunting-ground? Yet her face was impassive; she was the daughter of a chief, she must die as a chief's daughter, it is enough. They had caught her boarding the pirate ship with a knife in her mouth. No watch was kept on the ship, it being Hook's boast that the wind of his name guarded the ship for a mile around. Now her fate would help to guard it also. One more wail would go the round in that wind by night. In the gloom that they brought with them the two pirates did not see the rock till they crashed into it. OONOUS ROCK STOOD ALONE IN THE FORBIDDING WATERS AS IF IT WERE ITSELF MAROONED THE BIRD DREW NEARER IT WAS THE PIRATE DINGHY WITH THREE FIGURES IN HER SMEE AND STARKEY AND A THIRD A CAPTIVE NO OTHER THAN TIGER LILY HER HANDS AND ANKLES WERE TIED AND SHE KNEW WHAT WAS TO BE HER FATE SHE WAS TO BE LEFT ON THE ROCK TO PERISH AN END TO ONE OF HER RAYS MORE TERRIBLE THAN DEATH BY FIRE OR TORTURE FOR IS IT NOT WRITTEN IN THE BOOK OF THE TRIBE THAT THERE IS NO PATH THROUGH WATER TO THE HAPPY HUNTING GROUND YET HER FACE WAS IMPASSIVE SHE WAS THE DAUGHTER OF A CHIEF SHE MUST DIE AS HER CHIEF'S DAUGHTER IT IS ENOUGH THEY HAD CAUGHT HER BOARDING THE PIRATE SHIP WITH THE KNIFE IN HER MOUTH NO WATCH WAS KEPT ON THE SHIP IT BEING HOOK'S BOAST THAT THE WIND OF HIS NAME GUARDED THE SHIP FOR A MILE AROUND NOW HER FATE WOULD HELP TO GUARD IT ALSO ONE MORE WHALE WOULD GO THE ROUND IN THAT WIND BY NIGHT IN THE GLOOM THAT THEY BROUGHT WITH THEM THE TWO PIRATES DID NOT SEE THE ROCK TILL THEY CRASHED INTO IT
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