sake!”
A lull in the wind slowed the schooner down, and Dolores gained a fathom. Her fair face was set toward them in a bewitching smile, and she waved a gleaming arm at them. Venner fought with himself in silence for a brief while, then with a shudder stepped to the wheel.
“Get the hands, Peters,” he told the sailing-master, “and heave those chests overboard. Quickly! You shall lose nothing by this, but don’t delay a moment!”