There were swift actions, too: a Kanaka crawled out upon the bowsprit to make taut a slack stay, while two others with pulley-blocks swarmed aloft. Her hair once more was arranged with its old simplicity. “I’ll run, too,” she volunteered. The window was shortly after opened, and a rope ladder, with a lighted horn lantern attached to it, let down. She struggled fiercely not to give way.
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