Her bows swung round and steadied as theypointed at the entrance to the open sea. She'syour ship now, to sail and command. I will need your cabin, Mijnheer, but I will find you comfortablequarters elsewhere. Most were still smiling andwaving but the old man at the tiller in the stern was looking aboutwildly,
He wondered how long themen's buoyant mood could last, for they were down to a mug of watertwice a day. At the little door he `;47/' stood and visiblybraced himself. He thoughthe heard more than respect in her tone. Suddenly the Governor burst hatless and in his shirt sleeves throughthe double doors at the head of the staircase and came down at anungainly lurching run.
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