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the parapets sufficiently to conceal it from quite close inspection; but it had unmasked itself a trifle too soon。 If the officer manding there had been patient for another ten minutes Nonsuch might have found herself in a difficult situation。
 〃That will do; Captain Bush;〃 said Hornblower。
 〃Full and by;〃 said Bush to the helmsman and then raised his voice。 〃Lee braces; there!〃
 Nonsuch swung round; turning her starboard broadside towards the batteries; and; close…hauled; was now edging towards them far less rapidly。 Hornblower pointed out the exact situation of the newly revealed battery to the midshipman of the watch; and then sent him flying below to carry the information to the guns。
 〃Keep your luff!〃 growled Bush to the helmsman。
 〃Keep your luff; sir。〃
 For a moment or two there were waterspouts leaping from the surface of the sea all round; and the loud noise of cannon…balls passing through the air assaulted their ears。 It was remarkable that they were not hit; at least; it was remarkable until Hornblower; glancing up; saw two elliptical holes in the mizzen…topsail。 The shooting was poor; for there were at least twenty heavy guns firing at them; as Hornblower calculated from the smoke appearing on shore。 He took careful note of the sites of the batteries … one never knew when such intelligence might be useful。
 〃Open fire; Captain; if you please;〃 said Hornblower; and before the polite ending of his sentence had passed his lips Bush had raised his speaking…trumpet and was repeating the order at the top of his lungs。 The gunner's mate posted at the main hatchway relayed the message to the lower gun…deck。 There was a brief pause which Hornblower noted with pleasure; because it showed that the gun…captains were taking pains to train their guns on the target; and not merely jerking the lanyards the moment the word reached them。 Then came a ragged crash; the ship trembled; and the smoke surged up and blew away to leeward。 Through his glass Hornblower could see sand flying all round the masked battery。 The seventeen twenty…four pounders roared out again and again; the deck vibrating under Hornblower's feet with the concussion and with the rumble of the gun…tracks。
 〃Thank you; Captain Bush;〃 said Hornblower; 〃you can put the ship about; now。〃
 Bush blinked at him momentarily; his fighting blood roused so that he had to stop and think before dealing with the new order。
 〃Aye aye; sir。〃 He raised his trumpet。 〃Cease fire! Stand by to go about!〃
 The order was relayed to the guns; and the din died down abruptly; so that Bush's 〃Hard…a…lee〃 to the helmsman sounded unnecessarily loud。
 〃Mainsail haul!〃 bellowed Bush。
 As Nonsuch went ponderously about; rising to an even keel with her canvas slatting; a further cluster of waterspouts; grouped closely together for the first time; rose from the surface of the sea on the starboard bow。 If she had not made the sudden turn the shots might well have hit her。 Hornblower might be a mutilated corpse lying on the quarter…deck with his guts strung out beside him at this moment。
 Nonsuch had passed the wind; and the after sails were filling。
 〃Let go and haul!〃 yelled Bush。 The forward sails filled as the hands came aft with the lee braces; and Nonsuch settled down on the new tack。
 〃Any further orders; sir?〃 asked Bush。
 〃That will do for the present。〃
 Close…hauled on the starboard tack the ship was drawing away fast from the land; beating out to where the two sloops were backing and filling while waiting for her。 The people on shore must be exulting over having driven off a serious attack; probably some garrulous gunner was swearing that he had seen with his own eyes damaging hits striking home on the British intruder。 They must be encouraged in the belief that something desperate was still being meditated in this neighbourhood。
 〃Midshipman?〃 said Hornblower。
 Strings of coloured flags soared up Nonsuch's halliards; it was good practice for the signal midshipman to try to spell out 'The curfew tolls the knell of parting day' with the fewest possible number of flag hoists。 With his telescope pointed the midshipman read off Raven's reply。
 〃The …〃 he read; 〃l … o … w … must be 'blowing'。 No; it's 'lowing'; whatever he means by that。 H … e … r … d。 Herd。 Two … five。 That's 'wind'; and 's'。 That 'winds' … S … l … o …〃
 So Cole in the Raven was at least familiar with Gray's Elegy; and whoever was responsible for the flag hoists on board her was ingenious enough to use the code hoist for 'winds'。 As Hornblower expected; he used the code hoist 'lee' for 'lea' as well; thereby saving one signal flag。
 〃The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lee; sir;〃 reported the puzzled midshipman。
 〃Very good。 Acknowledge。〃
 All these innumerable signals between battleship and sloops must be visible from the shore and exciting their interest。 Hornblower sent up another signal under Lotus's number … 'The ploughman homeward plods his weary way' … only to receive the puzzled reply 'Signal not understood'。 Purvis; the first lieutenant of the Lotus; at present in mand; was obviously not very bright; or perhaps not very well read。 What in the world; at that rate; he was making of all this; was beyond even Hornblower's imagination; although the thought of it brought a smile to his lips。
 〃Cancel the signal; then;〃 he ordered; 〃and substitute 'Report immediately number of red…haired married men on board'。〃
 Hornblower waited until the reply came; he could have wished that Purvis had not been so literal…minded and had been able to think up an answer which should bine the almost inpatible qualities of deference and wit; instead of merely sending the bald reply 'Five'。 Then he turned to business。
 〃Signal to both sloops;〃 he ordered。 〃'Advance on boom in threatening manner avoiding action'。〃
 In the dwindling daylight he watched the two vessels move down as though to attack。 They wheeled; edged into the wind; and fell away again。 Twice Hornblower saw a puff of smoke and heard; echoing over the water; the dull flat boom of a twenty…four…pounder as a gunboat tried the range。 Then; while there was just light enough for the signal to be read; he hoisted 'Discontinue the action after half an hour'。 He had done all he could to attract the enemy's attention to this end of the bay; the only exit。 The garrison ought to be quite certain now that the raiding boats would attempt to escape by this route。 Probably the garrison would anticipate a rush in the first light of dawn; assisted by an attack by the big ships from outside。 He had done all he could; and it only remained now to go to bed and spend the rest of the night in tranquillity; if that were possible。
 Naturally; it was impossible; with the fate of a hundred and fifty seamen at stake; with his own reputation for good fortune and ingenuity at stake。 Half an hour after he had got into bed Hornblower found himself wishing that he had ordered three junior officers to join him in a game of whist until dawn。 He dallied with the idea of getting up and doing so now; but put it aside in the certainty that if he should do so now everyone would know that he had tried to go to sleep and had failed。 He could only turn over stoically and force himself to stay in bed until dawn came to release him。
 When he came on deck the pearly mist of the Baltic morning was making the vague outline of visible objects vaguer yet。 There was every promise of a fine day; wind moderate; backing a little。 Bush was already on deck … Hornblower knew that; before he went up; because he had heard Bush's wooden leg thumping over his head … and at first sight of him Hornblower hoped that his own face did not show the same signs of sleeplessness and anxiety。 They had at least the effect of bracing him up to conceal his own anxiety as he returned Bush's salute。
 〃I hope Vickery's all right; sir;〃 said Bush。
 The mere fact that Bush ventured to address Hornblower at this time in the morning after so many years of service under him was the best possible proof of his anxiety。
 〃Oh yes;〃 said Hornblower; bluffly。 〃I'll trust Vickery to get out of any scrape。〃
 That was a statement made in all sincerity; it occurred to Hornblower as he made it … what he had often thought before … that worry and anxiety were not really connected with the facts of the case。 He had done everything possible。 He remembered his profound study of the charts; his careful reading of the barometer; his painstaking … and now clearly successful … attempts to predict the weather。 If he were pelled to bet; he would bet that Vickery was safe; and moreover he would judge the odds to be at least three to one。 But that did not save him from being anxious; all the same。 What did save him was the sight of Bush's nervousness。
 〃With this breeze there can't have been much surf; sir;〃 said Bush。
 〃Of course not。〃

 He had thought of that fifty times at least during the night; and he tried to look as if it had not been more than once。 The mist was thin enough now to make the land just visible; the gunboats were still stationed along the boom; and he could see a belated guard…boat rowing along it。
 〃The wind's fair for the bomb…ketches; sir;〃 said Bush。 〃They ought to have picked Vickery up by 

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