'Coco ab ten finger, and take long while suck em all dry' 7
Coco shouted to his utmost, and fortunately attracted notice 9
'That will do, Jonathan; I'll ring for coffee presently' 18
Oswald Bareth gained the helm, which he put hard up 23
'I'll cleave to the shoulder the first man who attempts to break into the spirit-room' 32
Found his green morocco easy-chair already tenanted by William the footman 35
He walked with his coat flying open, his thumbs stuck into the arm-holes of his waistcoat 44
A general discharge from a broadside of carronades, and a heavy volley of muskets, was the decided answer 62
'Take that, babbler, for your intelligence; if these men are obstinate, we may have worked for nothing' 72
'_Blood for blood!_' cried Francisco, as he fired his pistol at Cain, who staggered, and fell on the deck 82
Before Francisco had gained the sand-bank she was hull-down to the northward 85
At last he snatched up the haulyards of his boat's sail, and hastened down to the spot to afford such succour as might be possible 95
The flames increased in violence, mounting up to the masts and catching the sails one after another 101
Don Felix de Maxos de Cobas de Manilla d'Alfarez, too busy with his cigar to pay attention to his daughter 107
Francisco fixed the glass against the sill of the window, and examined the vessel some time in silence 113
The ball entered the left shoulder of Hawkhurst, and he dropped his hold 122
'God bless you, boy! God bless you!' said Cain; 'but leave me now' 129
'Blood for blood I will have,' continued the mate, holding up his clenched hand, and shaking it almost in the pirate captain's face 139
The pirate captain was seen to raise his body convulsively half out of the water--he floundered, sank, and was seen no more 152
Clara sprang into his arms, and was immediately in a state of insensibility 155
As soon as she was sufficiently composed, was sworn, and gave her evidence 166
'Captain Templemore, I wish you joy!' 178
'Fie! Mr. Vaughan,' cried Cecilia Ossulton; 'you know it came from your heart' 197
'Salt water, sir!' cried Jem. 'Yes, sir,' replied Mr. Appleboy, tossing the contents of the tumbler in the boy's face 206
The captain of the _Happy-go-lucky_, Jack Pickersgill 210