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At the next discharge the pirate chipped the mizen mast； and knocked a sailor into dead pieces on the forecastle。 Dodd put his helm down ere the smoke cleared； and got three carronades to bear； heavily laden with grape。 Several pirates fell； dead or wounded； on the crowded deck； and some holes appeared in the foresail； this one interchange was quite in favour of the ship。
But the lesson made the enemy more cautious； he crept nearer； but steered so adroitly； now right astern； now on the quarter； that the ship could seldom bring more than one carronade to bear； while he raked her fore and aft with grape and ball。
In this alarming situation； Dodd kept as many of the men below as possible； but； for all he could do； four were killed and seven wounded。
Fullalove's worth came too true： it was the swordfish and the whale： it was a fight of hammer and anvil； one hit； the other made a noise。 Cautious and cruel； the pirate hung on the poor hulking creature's quarters and raked her at point…blank distance。 He made her pass a bitter time。 And her captain！ To see the splintering hull； the parting shrouds； the shivered gear； and hear the shrieks and groans of his wounded； and he unable to reply in kind！ The sweat of agony poured down his face。 Oh； if he could but reach the open sea； and square his yards； and make a long chase of it； perhaps fall in with aid。 Wincing under each heavy blow； he crept doggedly； patiently on towards that one visible hope。
At last； when the ship was choved with shot； and peppered with grape； the channel opened； in five minutes more he could put her dead before the wind。
No！ The pirate； on whose side luck had been from the first； got half a broadside to bear at long musket…shot； killed a midshipman by Dodd's side； cut away two of the _Agra_'s mizen shrouds； wounded the gaff； and cut the jib…stay。 Down fell that powerful sail into the water； and dragged across the ship's forefoot； stopping her way to the open sea she panted for。 The mates groaned； the crew cheered stoutly； as British tars do in any great disaster： the pirates yelled with ferocious triumph； like the devils they looked。
But most human events； even calamities； have two sides。 The _Agra_ being brought almost to a standstill； the pirate forged ahead against his will； and the combat took a new and terrible form。 The elephant gun popped and the rifle cracked in the _Agra's_ mizen top； and the man at the pirate's helm jumped into the air and fell dead： both Theorists claimed him。 Then the three carronades peppered him hotly； and he hurled an iron shower back with fatal effect。 Then at last the long eighteen…pounders on the gun…deck got a word in。 The old Niler was not the man to miss a vessel alongside in a quiet sea： he sent two round shot clean through him； the third splintered his bulwark and swept across his deck。
〃His mastsfire at his masts！〃 roared Dodd to Monk； through his trumpet。 He then got the jib clear； and made what sail he could without taking all the hands from the guns。
This kept the vessels nearly alongside a few minutes； and the fight was hot as fire。 The pirate now for the first time hoisted his flag。 It was black as ink。 His crew yelled as it rose： the Britons； instead of quailing； cheered with fierce derision； the pirate's wild crew of yellow Malays； black chinless Papuans； and bronzed Portuguese； served their side guns； twelve…pounders； well； and with ferocious cries。 The white Britons； drunk with battle now； naked to the waist； grimed with powder； and spotted like leopards with blood； their and their mates'； replied with loud undaunted cheers and a deadly hail of grape from the quarter…deck； while the master…gunner and his mates； loading with a rapidity the mixed races opposed could not rival； hulled the schooner well between wind and water； and then fired chain…shot at her masts； as ordered； and began to play the mischief with her shrouds and rigging。 Meantime； Fullalove and Kenealy； aided by Vespasian； who loaded； were quietly butchering the pirate crew two a minute； and hoped to settle the question they were fighting for： smooth bore _v。_ rifle； but unluckily neither fired once without killing； so 〃there was nothing proven。〃
The pirate； bold as he was； got sick of fair fighting first。 He hoisted his mainsail and threw rapidly ahead； with a slight bearing to windward； and dismounted a carronade and stove in the ship's quarter…boat； by way of a parting kick。
The men hurled a contemptuous cheer after him； they thought they had beaten him off。 But Dodd knew better。 He was but retiring a little way to make a more deadly attack than ever： he would soon wear； and cross the _Agra's_ defenceless bows； to rake her fore and aft at pistol…shot distance； or grapple； and board the enfeebled ship； two hundred strong。
Dodd flew to the helm； and with his own hands put it hard a…weather； to give the deck…guns one more chance； the last； of sinking or disabling the Destroyer。 As the ship obeyed； and a deck…gun bellowed below him； he saw a vessel running out from Long Island； and coming swiftly up on his lee quarter。
It was a schooner。 Was she coming to his aid？
Horror！ A black flag floated from her foremast head。
While Dodd's eyes were staring almost out of his head at this deathblow to hope； Monk fired again； and just then a pale face came close to Dodd's； and a solemn voice whispered in his ear： 〃Our ammunition is nearly done！〃
Dodd seized Sharpe's hand convulsively； and pointed to the pirate's consort coming up to finish them； and said； with the calm of a brave man's despair； 〃Cutlasses！ and die hard！〃
At that moment the master…gunner fired his last gun。 It sent a chain…shot on board the retiring pirate； took off a Portuguese head and spun it clean into the sea ever so far to windward； and cut the schooner's foremast so nearly through that it trembled and nodded； and presently snapped with a loud crack； and came down like a broken tree； with the yard and sail； the latter overlapping the deck and burying itself； black flag and all； in the sea； and there； in one moment； lay the Destroyer buffeting and wrigglinglike a heron on the water with his long wings brokenan utter cripple。
The victorious crew raised a stunning cheer。
〃Silence！〃 roared Dodd； with his trumpet。 〃All hands make sail！〃
He set his courses； bent a new jib； and stood out to windward close hauled； in hopes to make a good offing； and then put his ship dead before the wind； which was now rising to a stiff breeze。 In doing this he crossed the crippled pirate's bows； within eighty yards； and sore was the temptation to rake him； but his ammunition being short； and his danger being imminent from the other pirate； he had the self…command to resist the great temptation。
He hailed the mizen top： 〃Can you two hinder them from firing that gun？〃
〃I rather think we can；〃 said Fullalove； 〃eh； Colonel？〃 and he tapped his long rifle。
The ship no sooner crossed the schooner's bows* than a Malay ran forward with a linstock。 Pop went the colonel's ready carbine； and the Malay fell over dead； and the linstock flew out of his hand。 A tall Portuguese； with a movement of rage； snatched it up and darted to the gun： the Yankee rifle cracked； b