CHANEL 576 大胸不是为了取悦谁，而是让自己更优秀
The deck of the Tonga had always given them a vantage point and a lookout station; even without it now, just by standing on the reef where the wreck had been they could see the sail, and Schumer, after a brief glance, went off to the tent, which they had re?stablished by the grove, and fetched a pair of glasses.
Through them she leaped into view, a topsail schooner, with all sail set, making a long board for the island.
"She's coming here, sure," said Schumer; "a hundred and fifty or maybe a hundred and eighty tons I reckon her to be; but it is deceitful at this distance. Wonder what she is? Wonder what she's doing down here? She may have been blown out of her course by that storm; but she hasn't lost any sticks. Well, we'll soon see."
They watched the sail as she grew white as a pearl against the sky. The sea had lost all trace of the late storm, and there remained only the undying swell of the Pacific.
"I don't know what's the matter with her," said[Pg 84] Floyd, as he took a spell with the glasses; "but she seems to be handled by lubbers. Either they have not enough men to work the sails, or the officers are fools."
Schumer took the glasses and watched her, but said nothing.
One of the coconut trees at the entrance end of the grove stood apart from its fellows; it had been stripped of nuts and pretty well stripped of leaves by the storm. At the suggestion of Schumer, Floyd, with a flag tied round his neck like a huge muffler, and with a hammer and some nails in his pocket, swarmed up the tree and nailed the flag to the wood. The wind was strong enough to make it flutter, and with a glass aboard the schooner it would be easily visible.
It evidently remained unseen, for no answer showed.
"She's blind, as well as stupid," said Floyd.
"There's something wrong with her," said Schumer, "and if she comes blundering into the lagoon she may hit that reef we noticed the other day on the left of the entrance. We had better get the boat out and show her the way in when she gets a bit closer."
The schooner was two miles from the reef when they began launching the boat. They rowed out through the break in the reef, and then hoisted the sail.
"She sees us now," said Floyd.
A flag had been run up to the peak; it was the Stars and Stripes. Then it was run down again, then again hoisted.
"Crew of lunatics," said Schumer, as the American flag went down again and was replaced by the union Jack. "What are they at now?"
"They seem to be a mixed nationality," said Floyd,[Pg 85] "and rather confused in their mind. Look, she's heaving to!"
The wind shivered out the canvas and the topsails flattened.
She was, as Schumer had guessed, a schooner of some hundred and fifty tons, and well found, to judge by her general appearance, her canvas, and what they could judge of her sticks.
As they came alongside they saw that her decks were crowded with men, all natives; not a white face showed, and as they boarded her a hubbub rose such as Floyd had never heard before.
Forty Kanakas, mad with excitement and all trying to explain themselves, some in broken English and some in native, produced more impression than understanding.
Schumer took hold of affairs by seizing on a big man whom he judged with unerring eye to be in some position of authority. Then he held up his fist and yelled: "Silence!"
The row ceased in a second, and only Schumer's voice was heard:
"You talk English?"
"Me talk allee right," replied the big man. "Me savvee English me——"
"Shut up and answer my questions! What schooner is this, and where from?"
"She de Sudden Cross."
"The Southern Cross; where from?"
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