Pulp Fiction, 1922 · page 13 of 200
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Plunder 7 | Avary. “Let them know ashore how we turned the trick.” ‘They may pursue us.” “A badger might run after a hare. We have the heels of all of them, without a start. “Call your men to the mainmast, Horton, and we’ll see who wants to go ashore with the captain. What’s your decision?” -he asked the skipper; sitting disconsolately on the edge of his bunk, holding his head in his hands, mindful of his physical misery now he was assured of his life. “Taman honest man. I’Il go ashore.’’. “Then go and be to you. Some day I’ll toss you a shilling when you are selling ballads for a living.” “God grant they may tell of your hang- ing,” flashed the skipper with a burst of temper that he instantly repented. Avary only laughed. “Tf they do, I pray you see my name is spelled right,” he said. “’Tis spelled with two ‘A’s’, not with an ‘E.’ On with your smallclothes now; I need the cabin.” Fifteen minutes later the crew of The Duke, assembling at the mainmast, de- clared themselves for open piracy with the exception of five men. These, with the captain, were put into a boat and rowed ashore, The Duke coasting easily along, a league from land. The landing was made on a lonely strip of coast, a good sixty miles south of Corunna. Horton had brought sixteen men with him from The Lion. The full comple- ment of The Duke was now forty-nine men, well armed, able seamen, outlaws now by their own deliberate act and re- solved upon making their fortunes without delay. N. « 4711S PANIOL A CWAITI) (DOMINICA) 16° Loagitide Weel 72° s-73 IT WAS not an easy company to 4 control. Jack wasas good as Jerry, and the rating of all was equal save for‘ Horton, appointed quartermaster and general representative of the men, and Avary. The latter was respected on ac- count of his skill for navigation and for his quicker wits, and was credited with the initiative of their enterprise. Horton’s ascendency was assumed and maintained by his known fighting qualities. His nose, none too large to begin with, had been mashed in—as if from the blow of a battering-ram—and heightened the bulldog likeness. His jaw was aggressive and mas- sive, his teeth strong but irregular and his COMICLOOokKs (C@