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CHAPTER TWO - THE CARGO OF RICE

to speak, and ready to maintain the dignity of a naval officer in face of difficulties.
`The sooner we get that sail over that hole the better, then,' he said. It was too much to be expected that his voice should sound quite natural. `Hurry those Frenchmen up.'
He turned to pace the deck, so as to allow his feelings to subside and to set his thoughts running in an orderly fashion again, but the French captain was at his elbow, voluble as a Job's comforter.
`I said I thought the ship was riding heavily,' he said. `She is lower in the water.'
`Go to the devil,' said Hornblower, in English - he could not think up the French for that phrase.
Even as he stood he felt a sudden sharp shock beneath his feet, as if someone had hit the deck underneath them with a mallet. The ship was springing apart bit by bit.
`Hurry with that sail!' he yelled, turning back to the working party, and then was angry with himself because the tone of his voice must have betrayed undignified agitation.
At last an area five feet square of the sail was fothered, lines were rove through the grommets, and the working party hurried forward to work the sail under the brig and drag it aft to the hole. Hornblower was taking off his clothes, not out of regard for the captain's property but so as to keep them dry for himself.
`I'll go over and see that it's in place,' he said. 'Matthews, get a bowline ready for me.'
Naked and wet, it seemed to him as if the wind blew clear through him; rubbing against the ship's side as she rolled he lost a good deal of skin, and the waves passing down the ship smacked at him with a boisterous lack of consideration. But he saw the fothered sail placed against the hole, and with intense satisfaction he saw the hairy mass suck into position, dimpling over the hole to form a deep hollow so that he could be sure that the hole was plugged solid. They hauled him up again when he hailed, and awaited his orders; he stood naked,

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