arched against the fragile blue of the early-morning sky, thesignal to Sam Bowles and his boarding party to storm the decks of theGolden Bough. He rounded on his helmsmen. The others were so stiff andweak that they were forced to crawl like animals up the ladder to theupper deck. For all hisobesity he was a powerful man and even Aboli had difficulty in holdinghim.
El Grang gestured to both men to come closer and to sit in front ofhim. They staggered down the beach with it, and dropped it into theshallows, where it wallowed and rolled in the wavelet This man needs your skills more than I do. I mistook this ship for anIslamic marauder.
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