A full gale still raged overhead, but though the surface ofthe lagoon was whipped into a froth of white wavelets the high groundof the heads broke its main force. The captain nodded glumly. You were closer then. Aboli held hisaim for one heartbeat longer, then loosed the arrow.
He wiped, with sticky hands, at the mess ofcrimson that covered his jacket, then at his face, spreading the bloodinto a scarlet carnival mask. The Dutch crew were themselves almost spent, a score were down, and ofthose still fighting many were wounded. Thenthe offshore night breeze took over and filled them once more. Get him! They hurled themselves against the leashes, baying andgaping with wide red mouths and long white fangs.
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