The Pirate Woman by A E Dingle Chapter 7 Page 11

swiftly!” she said, and when the giant snatched up a splinter of dry wood, lighting it at the steward’s brazier in the little pantry off the saloon, she swept majestically aft to suddenly confront the roaring ruffian at the wine cask.

“Milo, hurl this liquor cask away!”

Milo picked up the heavy barrel as a man might pick up a cushion, heaved it above his head, and flung it like a cannon-shot at the door, behind which rang the greatest noise, while the pirate, whose care the wine had been, gaped like a stranded fish.

“Now this dog!”

The man followed his cask before his mouth closed from his astonishment; but as he flew his leathern lungs performed their office and warned the pillagers