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CHAPTER SEVEN

It was a Petty Officer who spoke breathlessly, and Rodney, glancing round him, knew that this was the supreme moment of danger when they must weigh anchor. Every seaman knew what a noise the anchor made being wound aboard.
The merry-making was still loud and rampageous ashoreindeed it was increasing in volume as Rodney had planned with the Indian Chief, and yet-who knew?-one of the officers might have sharp eyes, one of them might not be as drunk as the majority sounded.
Slowly they began their task, their bare feet seeking a hold on the smooth deck as they bent all their weight to the capstan bars. The cable came steadily in, but the measured clank, clank of the capstan seemed to shout the news of what they were doing abroad.
Clank, clank!
Surely someone must hear it! Rodney thought in despair, sweating as he expended every ounce of his strength and muscle.
The cable was heavy as might be expected in such a big ship, but it was coming up smoothly. Clank, clank! And now at last the anchor was rising!
It was only then that Rodney dared to glance towards the shore. The natives were whirling round with the abandonment of Dervishes. Those who were not dancing were stamping their feet and clapping, the drums were beating and they all seemed to be straining their vocal powers in some fiendish ditty. The Indians were co-operating well!
" Man the mainsail yards," Rodney commanded. He went to the tiller himself and brought the Santa Perpetua's head round into the wind.
A sudden puff seemed to come at just the right moment, the sails flapped, bellied and flapped again. Rodney was conscious of the rapid beating of his heart as he watched the huge expanse of canvas. The sails were filling, the ship was moving. He could hardly believe it was true.
She heeled to the wind with a creaking and a groaning of her cordage ; then Rodney heard the chuckle of the waves against her bows. The wind was increasing, veering round to nor'-east, as he and Barlow had anticipated earlier in the evening ; and the Santa Perpetua began to gather way.

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