Короли и капуста
The Flag Paramount
"Thebutchers,mydearadmiral,"saidthelargeman,smiling,"toolatefortheslaughter."
Furtherthanhisorderstohiscrew,theadmiralwassayingnothing.Thetopsailandjibwerespread,andthesloopglidedoutoftheestuary.Thelargemanandhiscompanionshadbestowedthemselveswithwhatcomforttheycouldaboutthebaredeck.Belike,thethingbigintheirmindshadbeentheirdeparturefromthatcriticalshore;andnowthatthehazardwassofarreducedtheirthoughtswereloosedtotheconsiderationoffurtherdeliverance.Butwhentheysawthesloopturnandflyupcoastagaintheyrelaxed,satisfiedwiththecoursetheadmiralhadtaken.
Thelargemansatatease,hisspiritedblueeyeengagedinthecontemplationofthenavy’scommander.Hewastryingtoestimatethissombreandfantasticlad,whoseimpenetrablestoliditypuzzledhim.Himselfafugitive,hislifesought,andchafingunderthesmartofdefeatandfailure,itwascharacteristicofhimtotransferinstantlyhisinteresttothestudyofathingnewtohim.Itwaslikehim,too,tohaveconceivedandriskedalluponthislastdesperateandmadcapscheme—thismessagetoapoor,crazedfanaticocruisingaboutwithhisgrotesqueuniformandhisfarcicaltitle.Buthiscompanionshadbeenattheirwits’end;escapehadseemedincredible;andnowhewaspleasedwiththesuccessoftheplantheyhadcalledcrack-brainedandprecarious.
Thebrief,tropictwilightseemedtoslideswiftlyintothepearlysplendourofamoonlitnight.