Keep her moving! Hal panted to Aboli beside him. The horses were a matching team of greys, groomed so thattheir hides gleamed in the sunlight. He smeared the sewn wound thickly andnodded with satisfaction at his handiwork. Hal was straining his eyes to pick out the masts of the Gull of Moray,but he knew that if she were in the bay he would not be able to spother until the first broadside lit the darkness.
The log-book would make interesting reading at a laterdate. Big Daniel stopped abruptly in front of an arched mahogany door, carvedwith intricate Islamic motifs and studded with iron spikes, and For amoment he thought he might vomit. Standaside, or by God I'll cut you down, Christian or heathen.
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